Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,236 Days Alive
5,345 Kindle Books to Read
103 Years to Read Them All at A Book Per Week
28 Rows Crocheted in The Staggered Filet Triangle Shawl
7 Breadsticks Eaten
6.5 Hours Slept
6 Hugs Given
2 Kinds of FroYo Mixed
1 Weighted Blanket Tossed Over My Brother Like Syrup Over a Pancake
1 Thing Forgotten
I got to see Duckie today! Our visits are few and far between and it was an absolutely amazing day.
12,234 Days Alive
2 Pages Colored
2 PBJs Eaten
10 mini marshmallows eaten
I just have to let y’all know that while I was trying to find out how many mini marshmallows were in a serving earlier, I stumbled upon this glorious inquiry:
12,233 Days Alive
3 Weeks Since Daddy’s Passing
2nd Christmas Since We Got Married
1 Massive Panic Attack
I didn’t sleep well last night. Nightmares aplenty. Of illness and heart failure. Of late night calls and of the funeral.
I wasn’t in a very merry mood this morning.
Days Alive: 12,231
Days Left in 2018: 8
Times I’ve Restarted the Current Shawl: 4
Kitties Alive and Well: 2
Naps Had Today: 2
There’s just over a week left in 2018. Change for the better is coming, I know it.
There may be exciting news this week. But I am exhausted and can barely keep my eyes open. G’night.
I’m still mentally struggling, but I have my first goal of 2019 accomplished!
G’night, Wonderland. Happy Yule.
5,143.
That is how many books I have on my Kindle between Unlimited, the library’s ebooks, Bookbub, Fussy Librarian, combing through all of the free ebooks on Amazon, and my purchased or gifted ebooks.
Cannot.
No spoons.
Here’s a picture of a cat.
Days Alive: 12,225
Days Since Daddy’s Death: 6
I’m having a bit of a day today. I’ll be fine one moment, then crying the next.
I’m sure it is fairly normal.
Days Alive: 12,224
Miles Traveled Today: at last 977 miles
Steps Today: 4,000
Streak on Duolingo: 26 days
I am home again. And heading to bed.
Days Alive: 12,223
My flight is tomorrow. I’m exhausted. I don’t have much energy to type much.
Garage sale today. Got to see some friends. Spent six hours freezing my buns off in the garage, but had fun with Tink. Been crocheting to keep my mind off things.
Still alive. Coping.
Days Alive: 12,222
Days Since the Funeral: 2
Bags of Books Disposed Of: 6
Streak on Duolingo: 23
Days Left in Trip: 1.5
I’m exhausted. I’ve been coloring in a mythological creature book to unwind through all this.
But that’s no shocker.
Ugh.
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