Coming back from the other side of Wonderland through words, crafts, and medication.
12,378 Days Alive
7,800 EBooks to Read
1,863 Words Written
1 Dead Laptop Screen
Today was fantastically productive. Spending time with Reffie was amazing as always. She and I hung out and wrote. And when I got home…my laptop screen wasn’t working.
12,249 Days Alive
20 Sketches to Do
1 Coloring Page Finished and Another Started
Today has been a great day. I broke fast with Cousin Kay this morning. And since I was anxiety prompted to be an hour early so I wasn’t late, I finished the outline on a short story I had planned to start this evening. That didn’t quite work out as planned.
12,223 Days Alive
7,194 Books to Read
3 Pieces of Chicken Crusted Pizza Consumed
2 Cups of Tea Drank
1 Piece of Chocolate Eaten
I’m in the midst of an actual creative upswing, so this is just a hi, I’m alive. I’m not doing great again mentally, because I’m hella sad and feeling like I’m going through touch deprivation again even though I’ve been sleeping under my weighted blanket and asking for hugs.
I’m off to do some more writing and work on some more book reviews that are weeks behind. Whoops.
Night all. Take your meds.
12,296 Days Alive
153 Days since Diagnosis of Bipolar 1
13 Major Life Events
I started this blog on Tuesday, 25th September 2018. It hasn’t been all that long. Well. Maybe it has? 153 days since my diagnosis. That is five months; that is twenty-two weeks as of today. It breaks down to 3670 some-odd hours, 220,350 minutes or so, or about 12,219,700 seconds. Again, give or take.
Read more…I want to write more. And I want my fellow creatives to write more, too!
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: 12,176
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: 12,161
Projects worked on: 4 and counting
Naps taken: 1
Shopping trips completed: 1
Things left to do: so many.
Cliches laughed at: 2
Today has been pretty productive. I’ve been up since 6am or so. Just couldn’t go back to sleep. I keep having dreams that my alarm is going off. It it’s at one or two am, when it isn’t actually going off. It wakes me anyway. Continue reading “Sleepy, Sleepy Sunday”
