12,482 Days Alive
Well, still waiting to see what Hurricane Dorian is going to do to Florida, but otherwise today was a lovely day.
Continue reading “Waiting, Watching, Laughing”
12,482 Days Alive
Well, still waiting to see what Hurricane Dorian is going to do to Florida, but otherwise today was a lovely day.
Continue reading “Waiting, Watching, Laughing”12,481 Days Alive
This hurricane still isn’t sure what it’s doing. It should just swing off the coast? Maybe?
Continue reading “Hurricane Dorian/Labor Day Weekend Day 1”12,480 Days Alive
404 Words Written
It’s Labor Day weekend 2019 and I have just under a half a tank of gas because people are panicking over the storm headed our way.
Continue reading “Holiday and Hurricane (Dorian)”12,475 Days Alive
8,142 Books to Read
We’re playing Cards Against Humanity at the kitchen table with our friend Rea, my Darling Wife, and Tink.
Continue reading “Chicken, Cards, and Cacophonous Laughter”12,469 Days Alive
8,139 Books to Read
2,973 Steps
2 New Pairs Of Pants
2 Cups of Tea
1 Nice Afternoon with Linna
I think I’m on the other side of this depressive hump. Still suicidal, but less so. In more pain because I over did it a little bit, but eh. I had a good day.
12,462 Days Alive
I am absolutely exhausted today. Continue reading “Sleepy, Sleepy Sunday”
12,448 Days Alive
8,132 Books to Read
1 Bloody Nose
Today was a weird one.
And I don’t really feel like talking about it.
I think I’m having a really bad depressive experience because all I want to do is sleep and not be in pain.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds folks.
12,441 Days Alive
2nd Day Of Traveling Adventure
I’ve never related more to Bilbo Baggins in my life.
Except instead of handkerchiefs left at home, it’s yarn and cats.
12,434 Days Alive
3 Pork Ribs Eaten
1 Diet Root Beer Drank
I’m not feeling well, so I’ll be brief. Continue reading “Soporific Sunday”
12,433 Days Alive
8,112 Books to Read
5,559 Steps Today
1 Minor Anxiety Attack
Today was a day for the gals.
12,427 Days Alive
8,112 Books to Read
$494.90 Spent On Lyrica
Spent the day napping, crying over cost of meds and in gratitude for my wife, and playing with watercolors and yarn.
The cost of my Lyrica is $500 a month. Out of pocket. Until September.
Fucking wonderful.
12,411 Days Alive
2 Days Till the Cruise!
Quick entry because almost midnight and I’m exhausted.