12,257 Days Alive
5,831 Books to Read
16 Days Not Okay
3 Plans Made for Next Week
1 Book Finished Today
12,257 Days Alive
5,831 Books to Read
16 Days Not Okay
3 Plans Made for Next Week
1 Book Finished Today
12,256 Days Alive
I wonder how different things would be if I had died.
If, when my playful, and now dead over a year, stepfather tossed me into the deep end and I sunk like the not-swimming rock I was at the time, my mother hadn’t noticed. If she hadn’t dived in, after kicking off shoes, socks, and watch, and pulled me up. She bemoaned for years that I ruined her hearing aid with that “stunt”. As if I had any choice or say in the matter of drowning.
Or, if when I developed pneumonia some time afterward if I hadn’t shaken it.
Or if in one of the car accidents I’ve been in, I wasn’t so fortunate as to be able to walk away.
Or if I had been successful in any of my suicide attempts.
I suppose it would matter as to the when of my death. If I had died in high school, or before? It’s a horrible thought. Like that Christmas movie, I’ve never seen with the angels and bells.
It’s a Wonderful Life. That’s the name of the movie! That’s what it is. I had to Google it. I should watch that.
I know that I have had a least a minor impact on several peoples’ lives. I do. But Gods does it feel like I’m screaming into an echo chamber sometimes.
I’ve survived a lot. I’m sure I’ll be fine in daylight.
12,255 Days Alive
5,729 Books to Read
52 More Goals to Meet
6 Days Until My Doctor’s Appointment
3 Days Until My Three Day Weekend
2 Days Till Payday
1 Cat Begging for Attention Whilst the Other Is Being a Jerk
I’m not having a great day. Neither physically, mentally, nor emotionally.
12,254 Days Alive
5,702 Books to Read
3 Loads of Laundry Done
2 Hours Slept
1 Very Grumpy Me
Question of the day: what do you use to help you get through the day after a rotten night’s sleep?
I’m exhausted to the point of pain. But I am also accomplished.
12,252 Days Alive
2 Friends Seen
1 Blended Vanilla Chai Latte with Boba Drank
Just a quick note, as I am tired as all hell.
We were able to meet up with both J and Marina today.
Move is… progressing. So many boxes to unpack.
I just read through the last quarter of Imogen Hermes Gowar’s The Mermaid and Mrs. Handcock. Review will be posted as time allows.
I need sleep. G’night Wonderlandians.
12,252 Days Alive
2 Friends Seen
1 Blended Vanilla Chai Latte with Boba Drank
Just a quick note, as I am tired as all hell.
We were able to meet up with both J and Marina today.
Move is… progressing. So many boxes to unpack.
I just read through the last quarter of Imogen Hermes Gowar’s The Mermaid and Mrs. Handcock. Review will be posted as time allows.
I need sleep. G’night Wonderlandians.
12,251 Days Alive
104 Moves
3 Trips to the New Apartment
2 Pissed Off Cats
1 Newly Wedded Couple!
Today has been exhausting. We moved just about everything with the help of my brother Bob, my friend Kelly, and her beau Mi. Literally, today would have been wretched without them.
12,249 Days Alive
5,672 Books to Read This Lifetime
207 Books Still to Read This Year
34 Hours Until Moving Day
3 Books Touched Today: One Finished, Another In Progress, Another Still Started
3 Carloads Total Taken Up to the New Place
2 Meetings at Work
1 Review Pending Completion
Question of the day: if you could only read from one genre for the rest of your life, what would you pick? What would you absolutely avoid?
By the Gods, today was a thoroughly busy day!
12,248 Days Alive
5669 Books to Read
2 Days Till Moving
2 Box-Deprived Cats
1 Weird Conspiracy Theory Found Out
Question of the day: Do you box things by room or at random?
I am exhausted so this will be quick.
12,346 Days Alive
5,619 Books to Read
91 Video Messages Sent Documenting Apartment Errors
31 Apologies from Alex the Office Dude
2 Trips to the Apartment
1 Super Sleepy Wife
Question of the day: do you have a favorite nail polish or lipstick color?
Man oh man. The new apartment is beautiful. Except where it isn’t.
12,344 Days Alive
5,568 Books To Read
10 Chicken Nuggets Eaten
2 Hour Lunch Break Accidentally Taken
Question of the Day: How do you best express your frustration when things go wrong?
Oh boy. Okay. So, today has been a very mixed bag of good and bad.
12,342 Days Alive
0 Pounds Lost or Gained
2 Days Till Keys
So! We let Stephanie’s Nan know what day we were moving out this evening. As we are wont to do on a Wednesday, we hit up the local Village Inn for dinner. Free pie, ya know; even if we hardly ever get the pie.
Continue reading “Planning, Plotting, Passive Aggressive Pouting, and Pie Night”
12,337 Days Alive
5,351 Books to Read
207 Book Reading Challenges To Pick From
6 Days Till the Next Adventure Starts!
5 Games of SkipBo Played
2 Days Left in 2019
>1 Day Till We See J and Bill6 and Give Them Their Belated Yule Gifts
We’re in the home stretch of 2018 here and I have never been so glad to see the back end of a year.
If I had to boil 2018 down and spit out a phrase, it would be “catastrophic amounts of change”.
2019 will be better.
I have to keep telling myself that.
Today was mostly spend struggling to get the hell out of bed.
I’m still having horrific nightmares and flashbacks every damn night. I’m perpetually exhausted. And I’m also stuck in mega fast forward. My entire body hurts. Every joint is in pain and finding a comfortable position sitting or lying down is near impossible. It makes me wish that my CBD pills weren’t $50 a bottle still. And if the visit to get my medical marijuana card wasn’t five times that it would be an option. But now I make less than $2k a month and have to be careful where I expend money.
The weather was nice, at least.

Fog choked skies and smattering of sunshine as my Darling Wife and I raced away from Downtown Tampa towards Deej’s home. Subway was the meal of choice and I heartily enjoyed the tuna salad bowl I got.
The incessant pain made today’s visit a little less fun. I couldn’t help but be uncomfortable but I tried to have fun anyway. We played SkipBo with Deej and their momma. It was fun. And I even won a round!

I’ve got to turn in for the night. My head is honestly killing me.
Take your meds, friends. And never be afraid to ask for help.