Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,785 Days Alive
2,221 Days Straight on Duolingo
4 Hours Spent at the Big Gay Holiday Market
1 Hug from a Stranger
Trigger warning: discussion of parental demise.
I actually fought with myself on whether or not to post this one. I’ve decided to post it, but heavily trimmed of most of the anger I originally had spewing in this.
Continue reading “Of Holiday Markets and Hugs”
14,782 Days Alive
30+ Random Ideas for Hypothetical Intentional Extinction of Select Individuals While At Dinner
3 New Family Members to Hug
1 Singing Voicemail Left for Grandma Gator
Son of a freakin’,three-headed progeny of a seven-legged Plutonian politician!!! I fell asleep. Again. I’ve been trying to go to bed early, but it hasn’t been working well, and then I get side tracked to the eighth power of AuDHD and whoops, there’s another gorram blog post sitting, confused, in my Drafts Box.
Continue reading “Of Brothers and Birthdays”
14,775 Days Alive
13 Whoppers is a Serving
4 of Wendy’s Spicy Chicken Nuggets Enjoyed with Dinner
3-ish Hours of Sleep Last Night
1 Row Crocheted on Lynne’s Blanket
$0.53 Cents Paid for an Extra Cup of Ranch Nugget Sauce For Lucian
Holy crap, am I so glad I work from home tomorrow! Sleet, cold weather, icy roads, and a damned headache I’ve been nursing since noon. Ugh.
Continue reading “Of Ranch Cups and Rest Needed”
14,769 Days Alive
2,207 Days Straight on Duolingo
0 Rows Crocheted Today
Son of a crumbled biscuit. I fell asleep writing this. Oh dear.
Oh man am I utterly exhausted from work and socializing today. I had work in the morning, but I have to admit I was not as good as I could have been seeing as I had the beginnings of a very bad headache. It got better, but holy crap is it cold out tonight.
Continue reading “Of Friendliness and Falling Temperatures”
14,767 Days Alive
2,205 Days Straight on Duolingo
208 Days, Approximately, Until I Turn 41
T – 10 Hours Until I Start My New Job!
I know that there is no reason for the mental panic button it be pressed 231 times an hour. It is just a job along with the other two I have.
Continue reading “Of Adulthood and Anxiety Arisen”
14,758 Days Alive
6 Cookies Given to L to Enjoy
1 Massive Tub of Popcorn
I cried. In a mostly-good way, but yeah, that movie was a fist to the emotional solar plexus.
Continue reading “Of Onions and Overnight”
14,757 Days Alive
36 Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies Made
18 Ounces of Peanut Butter
1 Cookie Eaten
Son of a bitch. Guess who forgot to hit post again?
I have a social event tomorrow morning in the form of meeting up with L at the local AMC Theater to go see a matinee showing of Brendan Fraser’s new film, Rental Family. I am super excited about it!
Continue reading “Of Recipes and Rest”
14,754 Days Alive
6-ish Hours Until I Need To Drop Llama Off At the Airport
1 Goal List To Be Made Tomorrow
Still tired, in pain; but far less than yesterday and Sunday evening.
We have to be up and out the door by 0530 tomorrow. Ugh. I will be sad to see Llama go, but I hope she had fun this trip.
Take your meds, folks.
14,750 Days Alive
40 Ounces No-Bean Chili
2 Lbs of Frozen Tater Tots
1st Viewing of Guillermo del Toro’s Frankenstein
Llama is in town still and it was a movie and a Midwestern chili dog tater tot casserole for dinner tonight. Both aspects were delightful, albeit in vastly different ways.
Continue reading “Of Mary Shelly and Midwestern Meals”
14,749 Days Alive
Llama made it safely!!! She has currently turned into a pumpkin, and is hopefully getting rest while I finish some homework and work-work.
Continue reading “Of Freezing Weather and Flight Gates”
14,742 Days Alive
2,606 Days Straight on Postmark Wonderland
2,182 Days in a Row on Duolingo (Esperanto and Spanish)
1 Amazing New Friend Met
This blog of mine went live in the immediate wake of my diagnosis as bipolar back in autumn of 2018. It is an online haven of my struggles, successes, trials, adventures, mishaps, and medical/therapudic experiences. It’s not for everyone, and that’s okay.
Continue reading “Of Root Beer and a Radio Show”
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