Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,261 Days Alive
777 Days Straight on Duolingo
2 Days Till Daddy’s Birthday
I have some amazing friends: DW, Reffie, J, Bill6, and several others. But man am I an emotional wreck this week.
Continue reading “Of Dinner and Downhearted”
13,258 Days Alive
122 Miles Driven and Then Some
3 Servings of Gummy Worms Consumed
2 New To Me Shirts
It’s been a long, long day.
Continue reading “Of Miles and Memories”
13,257 Days Alive
9 Hours Worked
2 Chalupas Eaten
Spock was super feisty when I finally got home from work today. Just in an unusually playful mood. It was cute.
Continue reading “Of Packing and Playfulness”
13,256 Days Alive
I’m exhausted and I was gone from 7:30a.m. to 6:30 p.m. today, so I will keep this brief.
Continue reading “Of Packages and Problems”
13,255 Days Alive
I tried to have a sandwich for dinner today. It didn’t work out. The damned unopened lunch meat had fuzzy green and black mold on it. Which is both gross and disappointing.
Continue reading “Of Mold and Minds”
13,254 Days Alive
770 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Mildly Unwell Me
So, I have been feeling off kilter all day. Just…not good. Sour stomach, cramping, and just blah. I come home and decide, on a whim, to take my blood sugar level.
Continue reading “Of Sugar and Spookiness”
13,251 Days Alive
Well, I’m again going to state how much I love a good conversation.
Continue reading “Of Dates and Discussion”
13,250 Days Alive
I’m feeling sad tonight. I don’t quite know why. I feel like some things have slipped through my fingers, lately.
Maybe I’m working too much overtime and I’m just burnt out?
Continue reading “Of Goals and Goodbyes”
13,249 Days Alive
765 Days Straight on Duolingo
I didn’t get home until after six this evening. Mr. Spock was quite upset at the lateness of his dinner. But if I want to catch up, as well as knock out the forty-five minute training as I did, staying late is a necessity.
I also have to go in by seven-thirty tomorrow morning. So I’m for bed here shortly.
I’m too burnt out to read. I wanted to get another chapter of The Talented Mr. Ripley read this evening, but my brain was having none of it.
And as for crafting? My hands hurt too much to crochet further. I’m gonna do one of the aftercare things Reffie taught me for my hands and take some anti-inflammatory meds.
So I guess that’s it. I’m going to bed and praying the weekend comes quickly.
Take your meds, folks.
13,248 Days Alive
12.5 Rows into Fen’s Rainbow Round Ripple Blanket
2 New To Me Lended Hot Glue Guns
I don’t know what kind of crafter I am that I am just now venturing into hot-glue territory. I’m making commissioned wreathes for the holiday season and I’ve not used a hot glue in in… recent memory.
Like maybe more than a decade?
Continue reading “Of Glue and Good Friends”
13,247 Days Alive
1,100 Days Straight Posting on PostmarkWonderland
Oh man was today a long day. Worked from 8:15a.m. to 6:15p.m.
Continue reading “Of Accomplishments and Art”
13,244 Days Alive
77 Miles Driven
3 Soft Tacos Eaten
I’m exhausted so I’ll make this brief: I’m up visiting J and Bill6 for the weekend. We had Taco Bell for dinner because pizza didn’t work out. That’s okay.
I’m going to try and finance my move back to Chicago with my art. We’ll see how well I do.
Take your meds, folks.
13,243 Days Alive
759 Days Straight on Duolingo
6 Rows into Fen’s Rainbow Star Blanket
2 Bowls of Cereal Eaten for Dinner
1 Episode of NCIS Watched
Today was a bad pain day. I’m talking, threw up my morning coffee from the pain kind of bad day.
Continue reading “Of Pain and Pushing Through”
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