Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
16,384 Words on my NaNovel
12,927 Days Alive
3 Breadsticks Eaten
2 Bowls of Pasta
1 Doctor’s Appointment
Well, I had my follow up with my psych doctor that prescribes my meds for me. No changes to my current prescriptions because I seem relatively stable.
Continue reading “Of Noodles and Naught”
15,487 Words on My NaNovel
12,926 Days Alive
I’m so tired still. I spent most of my down time after work reading instead of writing so I only added a few hundred words to my NaNovel today.
Continue reading “Of Reading and Relaxing”
15,087 Words on My NaNovel
12,925 Days Alive
2 Hours Spent Writing
1 Sleep Deprived Me
I’m in the middle of an anxiety-riddled, manic upswing. As of 9:30p.m EST tonight, I have been awake for thirty nine hours. And I’m not tired. Well, mentally I am exhausted but physically I feel like I could run a marathon.
Continue reading “Of Mania and Macaulay”
12,922 Days Alive
11,000+ Words on My NaNovel
443 Day Streak on Duolingo
2 Slices of Pizza
1 Tired Me
So, it was pizza and a movie night at our place. Frozen pepperoni pizza and the first disk of The Fellowship of the Ring. I forgot how much I love the LotR movies; it’s been a hot minute since I saw them last.
Continue reading “Of Goals and Groceries”
12,921 Days Alive
11,000 Words Written on My NaNovel
1 Amazing Heated Blanket
I have been up since six a.m. That means I’m going on sixteen hours awake and while that doesn’t seem like a lot, I’m run down.
Continue reading “Of Debris and Doubt”
12,920 Days Alive
I’m safe and not in a flood zone. The weather is bananas. And I have work an hour earlier tomorrow due to the storm.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
12,919 Days Alive
Nothing to say today.
Bad brain day.
I’ll try again tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks.
12,918 Days Alive
10,232 Words In My NaNovel So Far
7 of 14 Lace Panels Done on Baby Bubble’s Blanket
1 Jury Summons
Now that Sparrow’s Seaside Blanket is finally done, I can work on the backlog of other projects I have. There isn’t that many, currently.
Continue reading “Of Crocheting and Civic Duty”12,915 Days Alive
4,000 Words on My NaNovel
1 Delicious Burger Eaten
Today, on the drive into work, they played a few Christmas songs. Only three, but it was enough to jog the Holly-Jolly spirit and make me start worrying about buying gifts or making them.
Continue reading “Of Cooking and Christmachanukwanzukabirthdasolstinewyearmas”
12,914 Days Alive
1 Cup of Tea Enjoyed
I’m exhausted by all the ugliness in the world right now. Biden still hasn’t formally son, Trump hasn’t formally lost and there are idiots in droves.
Continue reading “Of Tea and Tiredness”
12,913 Days Alive
3,440 Words Written for NaNoWriMo
3 Tacos Eaten
1 Tired Me
I am exhausted, mentally and physically. There are still no clear results in the presidential election. Im still terrified that horrid man is going to win a second term.
Continue reading “Of Tacos and Tiredness”
12,911 Days Alive
1 More Day Till the Election
I was raised mostly Jewish. Raised on stories about troubled times and survival and the Holocaust and the meanings of Passover. And it’s horrific to see history repeating itself.
Continue reading “Of Worries and Wondering”
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