13,462 Days Alive
1.36 Miles Walked
I met a horse today! She was basically a giant puppy that could kill me faster than a regular puppy could. Heh. Her name is Nala. I completely forgot to get a picture.
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13,462 Days Alive
1.36 Miles Walked
I met a horse today! She was basically a giant puppy that could kill me faster than a regular puppy could. Heh. Her name is Nala. I completely forgot to get a picture.
Continue reading “Of Houses and Horses”13,461 Days Alive
975 Days Straight on Duolingo
224 Miles Driven So Far
1 Massive Thunderstorm
So, let me point out that I behaved, even though I’m on a road trip, and I did not get a mint Oreo shake with dinner.
Continue reading “Of Storms and Steak N Shake”13,460 Days Alive
2 Flavors of Boneless Wings Eaten
Saw Cleo after work today. I was supposed to be helping her switch something, but it turned out she didn’t need my help.
Continue reading “Of Driving and Distance”13,459 Days Alive
6 Grilled Cheese Sandwiches Made
1 Altered Plan
So. Today was an adventure in exhaustion. I didn’t nap on lunch, but totally nearly fell asleep at my desk.
I really need help with the chronic fatigue.
Continue reading “Of Cheese and Coloring”13,458 Days Alive
I still have a gnarly-looking bruise from where I got my shot this past weekend. And my arm still hurts. I hate being an adult sometimes.
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1 Accidental Nap at My Desk
I have such trouble with Monday mornings. I just want an extra hour of sleep.
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2 Bean Burritos Eaten
1 Special Birthday Kitty
Today is my Mr. Spock’s twelfth birthday! Feliz cumpleaños, mi gato!
Seriously though, he got wet food twice today as a special treat.
Continue reading “Of Birthdays and Burritos”13,455 Days Alive
1 New Adventure
This is my final weekend evening with J and Bill6 before they start their transition up north to Ohio.
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I’m up visiting J and Bill6 for the last time.
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50th Anniversary Luncheon at Work
1 Sunburned Nose
So. My medications make me more… let’s say “sensitive” to prolonged exposure to our dear shining day orb. Or I’m losing my ability to tan on my face.
Either way, I was stuck sitting outdoors this afternoon for the company anniversary luncheon. The bridge of my nose, and only the gorram bridge of my nose, is sunburnt.
My whole face was pink but we have an aloe plant out front that has, or at least had, a nice large leaf collection. It still does, for the most part. But yeah, after lunch, I looked pink.
The luncheon was nice. I managed to play normal whilst sitting directly beside my boss for two and a half hours. I didn’t rock or drum or anything. It was miserable but I managed.
Mentally, I am absolutely ready for this weekend. I’m so worried about Spock, though. My poor baby has lost interest in all food that isn’t his wet food. It could be many things, but he’s still drooling a bit. I can’t take him to the vet until I get paid, though. So I just have to be careful and ration what wet food I’ve been able to find.
If I had twenty bucks to spare that I hadn’t already poured into my gas tank, I’d buy some more food off Amazon. But hopefully I’ll be able to pick some up come payday.
Other than my toasted nose, I’m exhausted. And I want to have a relaxing weekend.
Here’s hoping my last weekend, for the extended foreseeable future, with my bestie J is a good one.
Take your meds, folks.
13,451 Days Alive
11 Weeks, 3 Days Till Moving Day
1 Disgusting Chicken Pot Pie Eaten
I don’t know what it is, but I can’t stand chicken pot pies these days. I’d rather beef or something.
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15 Squares Joined
1 Snuggly Kitty
I’m in a fibromyalgia flare up. My heating pad is my best friend right now.
Continue reading “Of Crying and Crochet”13,449 Days Alive
If you’re someone new to this little corner of the universe, I have a lot of mental health issues. And some of them are kicking my ass and then handing it back to me on a platter.
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