12,399 Days Alive
8,065 Ebooks to Read
14 Days Till the Cruise
7 Days Till the New Job
5 Days Till the End of the Current Job
A lot going on for the next fortnight. And I am scraping the bottom of the barrel for the energy for it.
Sunday Update
Category: Out of Spoons
Spoonless Sunday
Anxiety-Riddled Thursday
12,389 Days Alive
8,029 Ebooks to Read
18 Hours Awake
I’m punchy as hell right now. And I have the hiccups.
A lot of the secondary things I do outside of work are much harder or downright impossible without computer access.
It is very frustrating.
I’m not in a great brain space, so I’m just going to go to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Tuesday, but Monday Flavored!
12,387 Days Alive
8,010 Ebooks to Read
181 Books Left to Read for #200Books in 2019
I’m more than a bit behind in my reading for the year. I’m sure I’ll catch up a bit whilst on holiday next month.
Sunday
Terrifically Productive Thursday
12,382 Days Alive
7,979 EBooks To Read
13 Regular Books to Read
1 Shadow Headache
I’m trying not to cave to the migraine that has been knocking on my brain since earlier this weekend. I’ll have to make sure to pack some imatrex in my bag tonight when I get ready for my little weekend holiday.
Continue reading “Terrifically Productive Thursday”Too Bright Tuesday
12,380 Days Alive
7,865 Ebooks to Read
1 Migraine Haunting Me
Migraine is kicking my ass. I barely made it through the day today. Tomorrow might not be better.
I want to Read, to study, but I can barely keep my eyes on the screen.
Night.
Multitalented Monday
12,379 Days Alive
7,842 Ebooks to Read
2 Poses
1 Shake for Dinner
I had today off and posed for a painting I forgot to take a picture of. Whoops.
My brain fog is super bad today, so I’m just going to say that I spent the day with a friend, did some crocheting and cross stitch, and now I’m going to bed.
G’night folks. Take your meds.
No spoons
I’m alive and going the hell to bed.
Thank you to Reffie for the marvelous evening and the introduction to a new tea.
Take your meds folks.
Almost Anastasia
12,370 Days Alive
8 on the Pain Scale
1 Bag of Donations
I went through every article of clothing I own after work today. I have regrets in that I was already in pain before I began and now my body is screaming at me for my hubris.
Exhausting Existence
12,368 Days Alive
7,745 Books to Read
7.5 On the Pain Scale
2 Episodes of Death in Paradise Watched
1 More Square Made
I’m having a really, really bad fatigue flare up. Flair up, flare up? The latter. Anyway. Brain fog, exhaustion, really short emotional fuse, and the like right now.
I feel like a bag of broken glass been dropped down a concrete stairwell.
Shattered.
Happy National Nurses’ Day
12,365 Days Alive
18 hours, 20 minutes awake
I have been awake since 4:48 this morning. This is all you get.
I had a fantastic evening with Reffie, though we didn’t get a lick of the “planned” writing done. I’m exhausted.
Good night.
Splendid, Stormy Sunday
12,364 Days Alive
7,625 Books to Read
I kind of just… made it through the day by staying home (mostly) and crocheting.
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