Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,236 Days Alive
2 Cups of Tea I Forgot to Make
1 Hour Slept
1 Project Finished
1 Project Restarted
I’m still feeling terrible. But I have work tomorrow and I have my voice back. Steph, the poor dear, is still plague riddled as well.
12,235 Days Alive
7,310 Books to Read
6 Places Visited Today
1 Nightmare Snare Made
I need a haircut. But damn did I get a lot done!
12,234 Days Alive
4th Day Feeling Awful
Still feeling like mildly microwaved death. Apparently it’s just a cold.
But between lack of sleep from coughing and bad reactions to cold meds, I literally want to curl up and stop existing.
And now I’m crying over soap.
12,233 Days Alive
7,303 Books to Read
4 Commissions to Finish
1 Missed Day of Work
Peanut was my lap warmer for pretty much the entire day.
12,232 Days Alive
3 Day Streak on Duolingo
I’m a little under the weather, but I wanted to get a proper entry in.
12,331 Days Alive
100 Points on Duolingo
1 Tidbit Written
Part of a writing Kik I’m a member of had a “writing challenge” to describe this photo as a character.
12,330 Days Alive
4 Hours Wasted Driving
2 Projects Restarted
2 Trips to the Post Office
1 Day Streak on Esperanto via Duolingo
0 Words Written for CampNaNoWriMo
Today sucked, for the most part. So let me talk about yesterday.
Tomorrow I will have a recipe for you, photos from meeting Baby Bubble, seeing Mal (short for Mallard, aka my brother who is now a father) and Bubbles , and a proper post. But I am absolutely out of spoons right now.
Have some poetry I wrote thirteen years ago under the cut. Continue reading “Terrifically Tired”
12,226 Days Alive
7,221 Books to Read
3 Days Till We Meet Baby Bubble
2 Pairs of Glasses on the Way
1 Stressful Day
Happy Thursday, y’all. Today sucked.
12,224 Days Alive
7,201 Books to Read
489 Dollars Needed to Buy a New To Me Desktop
5 Rows Done on Grey Day Shawl
Got to have dinner with my father in law and Steph tonight. My Darling Wife made Sausage with peppers and onion. It was amazing.
I’m still kind of fried, emotionally, so I’m challenging myself to try and re-engage.
12,223 Days Alive
7,194 Books to Read
3 Pieces of Chicken Crusted Pizza Consumed
2 Cups of Tea Drank
1 Piece of Chocolate Eaten
I’m in the midst of an actual creative upswing, so this is just a hi, I’m alive. I’m not doing great again mentally, because I’m hella sad and feeling like I’m going through touch deprivation again even though I’ve been sleeping under my weighted blanket and asking for hugs.
I’m off to do some more writing and work on some more book reviews that are weeks behind. Whoops.
Night all. Take your meds.
12, 222 Days Alive
7,193 Books to Read
3 Reviews Written
I’ve gotten farther on Baby Bubble’s blanket! Of the actual tree pattern, I’m six rows of fifty five in. It doesn’t sound like a lot, but you can see it starting to take shape already. It makes me want to create a World Tree crochet pattern at some point.
Continue reading “Slow, Slightly Productive Sunday”
12,221 Days Alive
7,171 Books to Read
3 Episodes of Queer Eye
1 Helping of Bread Pudding from the Pub
I spent the day being productive as hell. The days started with a panic attack at five am. It happens, unfortunately.
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