Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
Days alive: 12,181
Pizza rolls eaten: 3
Word Count for NaNoWriMo: 6,555
Words Left to Write: 43,445
Average Temp Outside: 71 degrees F/22 degrees Celsius
Gingerbread People Eaten: 2
It’s game day at J and Bill6’s. We’re belatedly celebrating a pair of birthdays with pizza, Deadlands, baked goods, and a whole lot of laughter.
Continue reading “Birthday Game Day”
Days alive: 12, 179
Day of NaNoWriMo: 1
Words Left to Write Today: 1,310
Words Left to Write for the Month: 49,643
Times I’ve Cried Today: 9
Days Till My Next Adventure: 4
Things I Did other than Write: 19
So far today, I’ve been bizarrely non-productive, or at least busy and not doing what I should be? I’m not having a great mental health day. I barely slept last night. I think I read most of a 100k word count fanfic because I couldn’t bloody sleep.
Days alive: 12, 178
Costumes worn: 1
Frappucino Enjoyed: 1
Work paperwork done: 16 pages
Goal word count for today: 5,000
Days until NaNoWriMo: 11 hours and counting!
Days until I start my next adventure: 5
People who got my costume: 0
Times I’ve said “Happy Halloween!”: 37 and counting
Happiest of gestation escape anniversary to my dearest friend J! May they have an amazing day/wedding anniversary!
I’m dressed as a certain Hobbit gentleman today, though the lack of proper binder just rather makes me feel like a fat chick trying to look like a dude. But I guess I look cute. I get to wear my orange corduroy trousers at least. And The One Ring. So that’s fun.
Days alive: 12,176
Days till NaNoWriMo: 2 and counting!
Crochet projects worked on today: 1
Writing projects worked on today: 2
Lunchtime spent with J: 1
Frappa-Whatzit consumed: 1
Positions resigned: 1
I resigned from my job today. Cried in my car once I got to Moe’s, then again at Starbucks.
It was necessary, but so, so very stressful for me.
Days alive: 12,175
Days till NaNoWriMo: 3 and counting!
Cats ignoring my personal space bubble: 3
Years competing in NaNoWriMo: 11 so far
Chapters left to finish before 1st November: 5
Crochet projects worked on: 1
Books left to read: 4,713
Skeins bought despite the yarn buying moratorium: only 1, I swear!
Oh boy. I slept in, after not sleeping last night until my alarm went off at 530 a.m. And after that I finally got some rest. I didn’t get properly out of bed for anything but morning medications and a bathroom break until 2:30 p.m. But I needed the rest. And I’m still exhausted and ready for bed even now.
Continue reading “Pride, People, and Perpetual Procrastination”
Days alive: 12,173
Sassiness level out of ten: 42
Hours slept: about 5 and change
Crochet projects worked on: 2
Book outline completed: 1
Days till NaNoWriMo: 5 and counting!
Write ins I hope to attend this year: at least 2!
I’m not sure if I’m doing better today. The mental radio is still blaring. Though I am feeling more accomplished, I suppose.
Days alive: 12,171
Days till NaNoWriMo: 7 and counting!
Meals forgotten: 1
Meals provided by a friend: 1
Cats currently perched on my bum: 1 (Ariadne, the personal space invader extraordinaire!)
Time I plan to leave for work tomorrow: 6am
I am really struggling this evening.
Days alive: 12,169
Lean Pockets consumed: 2
Hours slept: less than 6
Naps needed: all of them!
Days until NaNoWriMo: 9 and counting
Mgs of caffeine imbibed thus far: 632. And I’m still tired.
Gallons of water consumed: ½ gallon
Books left to read: 4,298
I have had enough caffeine that I should likely be able to skip halfway to the moon. But I’m still exhausted. Which is hilarious as I got five plus hours of sleep last night.
Days alive: 12,166.1
Hours slept: 2.5
Cats asleep on my right now: 3
Times I’ve done NaNoWriMo: 10
Times I’ve actually completed a novel: 0
Can’t sleep. Don’t want to read. Just kind of staring at the ceiling waiting for the alarm to go off in… whatever hours.
Days Alive: 12,165
Hours slept: 4.5
Hours awake: 7 and counting.
Ebooks to read: 4,289 and counting
I’ve been awake since five, and woke up initially at two am. It’s been a fight to sleep lately. It’s been a fight to exist in general lately. Continue reading “Disappointment, Disturbed Dreams, and Decaf”
Trigger warning, suicide mention.
Days alive: 12,162
Hours awake: only about twelve.
I feel like I’m drowning today.
I got sleep, probably more than five hours of it, with interruptions. I still can’t manage to stay asleep for all that long. It’ll get better, but I’ve been up since three am.
I had goals for 2018. I don’t think I’ve been that great at meeting them.
Days alive: 12,159
Friends I’ve run into today: 2
Plot twists considered: 3
Today has been odd. I’m unbelievably sad. Can’t seem to keep smiling for real so I’ve screwed one on and tried to make it through the day.
I was rewarded, though.
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