12,834 Days Alive
Today was bad. All around bad. I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Terrible Monday
Category: Work
Friday, Thankfully
12,831 Days Alive
1 Tired Me
I am absolutely exhausted. We moved about four loads of stuff from my car today. And I loaded it back up this evening for another trip tomorrow morning.
Continue reading “Friday, Thankfully”The Journey Begins
12,830 Days Alive
1 New Set of Keys
We got the keys to the new apartment today. Decals and gate fobs and all that Jazz.
Continue reading “The Journey Begins”Weary on a Wednesday
12,829 Days Alive
16 Days Till the Big Move
My head is killing me. I’d say I think I overdid it today, but I only packed a half dozen boxes.
Continue reading “Weary on a Wednesday”Boxtopia
12,828 Days Alive.
17 Days Until the Move
Headache and exhausted. Living in the start of Boxtopia. I’m going to bed. Take your meds, folks.
Muddled Monday
12,827 Days Alive
19 Days Till The Move
The countdown begins, I guess. My friend Joe gave me a bunch of boxes today. It was almost an hour’s drive after work, but I saved money in the end.
Continue reading “Muddled Monday”Upset Stomach
12,824 Days Alive
Today was a difficult day at work. I woke up with a sour stomach.
Continue reading “Upset Stomach”Nearly the Weekend
12,823 Days Alive
I have to get my car serviced this weekend. The check engine light is on. I’m hoping it’s an easy, affordable fix.
Continue reading “Nearly the Weekend”Worrisome Wednesday
12,822 Days Alive
So, work has be buried in it. I am exhausted and my head is killing me. I haven’t heard from a certain friend in several days and I’m worried about her. And my anxiety is stuck at eleven.
Continue reading “Worrisome Wednesday”Of Moonlight and Marshmallows
12,821 Days Alive
1 Book Read
It’s the third night of the full moon and all I want to do is go sleep outside for some reason. Like when I was younger.
Continue reading “Of Moonlight and Marshmallows”Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow…
12,817 Days Alive
2 Tiny Boxes of Yogurt Covered Raisins Eaten
1 Row Done on Cousin Kay’s Blanket
“Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.” -Macbeth, William Shakespeare
Imagine Something Witty Here…
12,816 Days Alive
I didn’t sleep well last night. I was exhausted all day. All I did after work was crochet and watch some mindless television.
Continue reading “Imagine Something Witty Here…”Cookie Dough Ice Cream and Crocheting
12,815 Days Alive
1 Long Day
I’m exhausted. I wish I had something witty and clever to say, but all I can say is my head hurts.
Continue reading “Cookie Dough Ice Cream and Crocheting”
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