13,471 Days Alive
5+ Billed Hours at Work Today
I busted my ass off today at work. I’m not sure that it’ll help in the long run, but eh. I tried.
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5+ Billed Hours at Work Today
I busted my ass off today at work. I’m not sure that it’ll help in the long run, but eh. I tried.
Continue reading “Of Ghosts and Goals”13,463 Days Alive
345 Miles Driven Today
3 Horses Loved On
1 Happy to See Me Spock
3/4 of An Order of Curly Fries Eaten
Oh boy. I am glad to be home. Today was a long, difficult day but Cleo and I got through it and we both got home safely.
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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.
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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.
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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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I started the short story today. The mermaid in the bathtub one. Got almost 800 down in about an hour.
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5,137 Words Written
1 Load of Laundry Washed
I spent most of my Sunday afternoon trying to write. I got a total of just over five thousand words written, but I don’t have a plot yet beyond “and then they kiss”.
Continue reading “Of Spock and Sherlock”13,440 Days Alive
954 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Easter Basket Gifted to Me
I’m up visiting J and Bill6 for the holiday weekend. J made haroset, a traditional Jewish dish that we eat around Passover.
Continue reading “Of Haroset and Happiness”13,438 Days Alive
I spent most of today miserable. Snuck off to cry more than once.
I literally can’t get into why right now, but sufficiently stated: I am under a lot of stress right now.
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