14,675 Days Alive
3 Art Pieces Hung
2 Curtain Rods Installed
Spock has been a sleepy boy all day. Lucky him!
Continue reading “Of Nesting and Naps”Of Nesting and Naps
Category: Insomnia
Of Macaroni and Manic?
14,674 Days Alive
2,127 Days Straight on Duolingo
I went to bed after two am this morning. I woke up at 0629 on the nose. No reason at all. Could not go back to sleep no matter what I tried.
Continue reading “Of Macaroni and Manic?”Of Batty and Burgers
14,673 Days Alive
4 Movies “By Association”
1 Wendy’s Junior Cheeseburger Eaten as Part of Dinner
Okay, so, this might seem a little random but I really miss Robin Williams’ movies. I could rattle off more than a few of his movies off the top of my head. I could associate at least one role with a particular emotion, even. But holy fuck do I hate having depression in common with him.
Continue reading “Of Batty and Burgers”Of Denials and Discussion Board Posts
14,671 Days Alive
2 Discussion Board Posts Done
1 Accidentally Long Nap
I still feel like absolute crap. My bones ache, my nose won’t stop running, my throat feels raw, and I am exhausted with every little movement.
Continue reading “Of Denials and Discussion Board Posts”Of Bat Mirrors and Bookshelves
14,669 Days Alive
2,122 Days Straight on Duolingo
2 Small Bookshelves Assembled Today
1 Small Art Project Done
I did not one, not two, not even just three, but four things today after work! I left work early for a pre-planned appointment and got home maybe 45 minutes earlier than I usually do.
Continue reading “Of Bat Mirrors and Bookshelves”Of Altars and A Lot of Yarn
14,668 Days Alive
2,121 Days Straight on Duolingo
Lucian and I spent a good two and a half hours this evening going through the massive amount of acrylic yarn that I have acquired over the years. I’m talking stuff from before my marriage to Stephanie in 2017.
Continue reading “Of Altars and A Lot of Yarn”Of Tired Hearts and Tuesdays
14,663 Days Alive
1 Rough Day
Today was a day from hell. Not my story to tell, but suffice it to say Excedrin, caffeine, and sheer adaptability in the face of stress served me well today.
Continue reading “Of Tired Hearts and Tuesdays”Of Housework and Hot Dogs
14,660 Days Alive
2 Chicago Style Hot Dogs Eaten
I am starting to try and get my room in order this weekend. I hope to build the bookcases and my altar tomorrow during daylight hours.
For now, it is time to sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Gingerbread and Gino’s East
14,657 Days Alive
2 Slices of Gino’s East Supreme Pizza Eaten for Dinner
1 Episode of Haunted Gingerbread Showdown Watched
Tonight was a low spoons night. We had pizza for dinner, watched an episode of the latest ridiculous seasonal baking show. And I did my initial Discussion Board posts for the week.
I am exhausted.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Bloopers and Boxed Mac and Cheese
14,655 Days Alive
2,755 Posts So Far
2,513 Days Since My Bipolar Diagnosis
4 Books Picked Up at the Library
We were talking about needing a laugh so we were telling each other about our favorite Carol Burnett moments. Mine is the “famous” elephant show blooper.
Continue reading “Of Bloopers and Boxed Mac and Cheese”Of Scatterbrained and Shredded Cheese
14,653 Days Alive
2 Turkey Taco Rice Bowls Eaten for Dinner
1 Zero Sugar Cream Soda Enjoyed
Man, I could not get my brain to focus today. At all. Just.. shot.
I’m just going to go to bed. Try again tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Opinions and Options
14,650 Days Alive
533 Words Written for This Week’s Discussion Board Post
2 Slices of Pizza for Dinner
1 Ridiculous and Amazing Goodwill Purchase
Well. Today was an absolute shitshow. Just… didn’t sleep well, forgot to post last night’s blog entry before passing out reading, really rough day at work…
Continue reading “Of Opinions and Options”Of Peculiar Noises and Pickup
14,647 Days Alive
4th Week of Class in the Books
1 Grocery Order Picked Up from the Store
Today was a hard day, both physically and mentally. I am burnt out and my body is just hurting. The left hip bursitis sucks. Finding comfortable ways to sit or stand or just exist is difficult.
Continue reading “Of Peculiar Noises and Pickup”
