12,217 Days Alive
2 Taco Stuffed Green Peppers Eaten
1 Mild Headache
I have my psych appointment tomorrow afternoon. Stressed would be an understatement to the extreme.
Taco Tuesday
Category: Panic Attack
Wobbly Wednesday
12,290 Days Alive
6,561 Books to Read
6 Physical/Occupational Therapy Appointments Attended
1 New Purse
So. Physical and occupational therapy is completed. Open House is tomorrow at work. And I’ve been fighting a migraine since Monday afternoon. Ugh.
Survival Through Monday
12,281 Days Alive
10 Painted Nails
2 Hours of Therapy
1 Minor Panic Attack
Had both physical and occupational therapy today. Bloody painful, honestly. Even though I know it’s a necessary evil.
Christmas Day 2018
12,233 Days Alive
3 Weeks Since Daddy’s Passing
2nd Christmas Since We Got Married
1 Massive Panic Attack
I didn’t sleep well last night. Nightmares aplenty. Of illness and heart failure. Of late night calls and of the funeral.
I wasn’t in a very merry mood this morning.
I don’t like Tuesdays anymore
We came home from dinner with Nan to find our youngest cat, Ariadne, dead in the middle of the floor. Her eyes were still open. The boys, Spock and Peanut seem to be fine. But now I’m terrified they’ll pass too.
I fell the hell apart. Full crying panic attack.
My father died two Tuesdays prior to today.
I also broke my glasses just now by tripping and stepping on them.
I’m kind of over December.
Have some pictures of our tiny kitten, Ariadne. May she Rest In Peace.
Thanksmas and Flashbacks
Days Alive: 12,208
Bottles of Hot Sauce: 4
Slices of Chocolate Dream Cake Eaten: 2
Breadsticks Eaten: 3
Today was the annual “Thanksmas” event at the new adventure. And it ate up most of my day.
Sleep Deprived Saturday
Days Alive: 12,195
Hours Worked: 5.5
Steps For the Day: 2,083
Sushi Rolls Eaten: 4
Words Written: 0
Crochet Projects Worked On: 1
First weekend shift today. Lot of nightmares last night, so I was exhausted. Like, had to slap my face to stay awake on the drive home exhausted.
Adventures, Asthma, and An Almost Auto Accident
Days Alive: 12,183
Cups of Tea Had: 1
Tea Bags Shared with New Coworkers: 3
Asthma Attacks: 1, on the way home
Auto Accidents Avoided: 2
Tacos Consumed: 1
Total Word Count for NaNoWriMo: 13,676
Words Remaining: 36,324
I am so sleep deprived. I’ve been up since two am today. Getting through without caffeine has been interesting.
Oh! And I nearly got into a head on collision when someone decided the light wasn’t red enough and they ran it. I jerked my car into the bike lane/right turn lane and managed not to hit anyone. But, the sudden stop and resulting constriction of the seat belt, as well as the anxiety of it, triggered a mild asthma attack. But I’m home now, had my inhaler on me, and I’m fine. No one was hurt, other than my chest a bit. And no one else hit me during my evasive maneuvers.
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Today is Not Pretty
Days alive: 12, 179
Day of NaNoWriMo: 1
Words Left to Write Today: 1,310
Words Left to Write for the Month: 49,643
Times I’ve Cried Today: 9
Days Till My Next Adventure: 4
Things I Did other than Write: 19
So far today, I’ve been bizarrely non-productive, or at least busy and not doing what I should be? I’m not having a great mental health day. I barely slept last night. I think I read most of a 100k word count fanfic because I couldn’t bloody sleep.
Dramatic, Traumatic, and Therapeutic
Days alive: 12,176
Days till NaNoWriMo: 2 and counting!
Crochet projects worked on today: 1
Writing projects worked on today: 2
Lunchtime spent with J: 1
Frappa-Whatzit consumed: 1
Positions resigned: 1
I resigned from my job today. Cried in my car once I got to Moe’s, then again at Starbucks.
It was necessary, but so, so very stressful for me.
Pride, People, and Perpetual Procrastination
Days alive: 12,175
Days till NaNoWriMo: 3 and counting!
Cats ignoring my personal space bubble: 3
Years competing in NaNoWriMo: 11 so far
Chapters left to finish before 1st November: 5
Crochet projects worked on: 1
Books left to read: 4,713
Skeins bought despite the yarn buying moratorium: only 1, I swear!
Oh boy. I slept in, after not sleeping last night until my alarm went off at 530 a.m. And after that I finally got some rest. I didn’t get properly out of bed for anything but morning medications and a bathroom break until 2:30 p.m. But I needed the rest. And I’m still exhausted and ready for bed even now.
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Sweets, Stories, and Spock
Days alive: 12,174
Hours slept: 5.5 hours
Games played today: 4 and counting
Cookies had: 5
Panic attacks had: 2
Days till NaNoWriMo: 4 and counting!
Crochet projects restarted: 1
Days till my Darling Wife’s birthday: 2
It’s Game Day at my friends, hosted by a hubby and wife pair we all know, Jay and Sunflower, along with Bill6, my Darling Wife, and J. An amazing amount of spooky themed food and games. Continue reading “Sweets, Stories, and Spock”
A Down Day in Brain Land
Days alive: 12,172
Months since diagnosis as Bipolar 1: 1
Crochet projects started: 1
Outstanding unfinished projects: at least 6
Days till NaNoWriMo: 6 and counting!
Siblings spoken to today: 3
I’m having a terrible brain day. Continue reading “A Down Day in Brain Land”
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