14,464 Days Alive
4 Rows Left on Axton’s Blanket
1 On Purpose Nap Taken
Not a lot to say tonight. Mac is feeling under the weather and I’m just exhausted. I’m going to bed early.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Rounds and Rest
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Of Kittens and Kerfuffles
14,463 Days Alive
4 Rows Left on the Current Crochet Project
1 Hour Spent with a Kitten in My Lap
I felt relatively well rested when I pulled myself out of bed around half past seven this morning. High pain day had me going back to sleep around nine till noon.
Continue reading “Of Kittens and Kerfuffles”Of Mexican-ish and Mondays
14,458 Days Alive
3 American-Style Tacos Eaten for Dinner
Not much to report today.
Continue reading “Of Mexican-ish and Mondays”Of Knitting and Knives
14,457 Days Alive
2,312 Days of Blogging in a Row
4 Small Slices of Pizza Eaten
3rd Time Restarting J’s En Voyage Shawl
I’m out of the metaphorical spoons today, so only knives are left.
Continue reading “Of Knitting and Knives”Of Existencial Dread and Ex-Wives
14,455 Days Alive
5 Years Divorced as of 23rd April of This Year
2nd Place in Tonight’s Magic: The Gathering Game
1.5 Years Since Mom Died
1 Chocolate Coke Float Imbibed
I’m not doing great tonight. In the last few days, a bunch of people have brought up my ex-wife in conversation. It happened again today.
Continue reading “Of Existencial Dread and Ex-Wives”Of Dilation and Dungeon Crawls
14,449 Days Alive
2 Retinas Called Pretty by the Eye Doctor
My eye doctor is a very strange woman. In our appointment, she told me how her first grandson, born a month ago, is named for Doc Holiday, told me I have a “cute freckle” in both eyes, complimented my “pretty retinas”, and congratulated me on getting me eye pressure lower.
It was a weird morning.
Continue reading “Of Dilation and Dungeon Crawls”Of Grilled Cheese and Green Apples
14,448 Days Alive
47 Minutes Spent in Therapy
2 Social Events this Weekend
1 Ophthalmologist Appointment Tomorrow Morning
What does it mean when you’re craving a Granny Smith apple? Probably some weird vitamin deficiency.
Continue reading “Of Grilled Cheese and Green Apples”Of Ophthalmologists and Overworked
14,447 Days Alive
1 Eye Doctor Appointment on Saturday
I’m so burnt out. I just want a day of rest. I don’t know when it will happen because I have to make up the half hour from Wednesday tomorrow morning.
Oh well.
I’m going to bed early.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Mushrooms and Mindfulness
14,446 Days Alive
45 Minutes Spent Caramelizing Mushrooms and Onions
2.3 Pounds of Ground Beef Cooked for Dinner
2 Days Till Therapy
I made burger rice bowls for dinner tonight. We burned through most of a jar of kosher dill pickles between the three of us.
It was pretty good, and I have leftovers for lunch tomorrow!
Continue reading “Of Mushrooms and Mindfulness”Of Copays and Coupons
14,439 Days Alive
11 Chapters Written for Crows at the Crossroads
9.5 A1C Down from 11.8
1 New Medication to Start This Weekend
I’ve got a new mental health maraca (read: medication) to pick up tomorrow after work.
Continue reading “Of Copays and Coupons”Of Overwhelmed and Overworked
14,437 Days Alive
1 Pork Loin Oven Roasted for Dinner
I’m still reading Assistant to the Villain and I’m about halfway through it. I think I’ll be able to finish it in the next day or two.
Continue reading “Of Overwhelmed and Overworked”Of Hot WaterHeaters and Hyperventilating
14,434 Days Alive
1 Broken Hot Water Heater
Welp. My anxiety is at a thousand percent.
We have no hot water. I’m going to take some meds to try and not hyperventilate because they’re going to try and DIY replacing the hot water heater tomorrow. It’s $500 for the hot water heater. And more for the tools and stuff to install it.
Continue reading “Of Hot WaterHeaters and Hyperventilating”Of Pulled Pork and Politics
14,432 Days Alive
6 Pieces of Bacon Eaten
3 Cakes of Yarn Wound
1 Yarn Bowl in Use
Mac and I went to breakfast with his younger brother this morning. He’s a bit of a right wing nut, but a pleasant person to burn an hour with if one has to be socia, so long as things don’t turn to political talk.
Except it did.
Continue reading “Of Pulled Pork and Politics”
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