Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,961 Days Alive
I got to make cold processed soap today with Owl. I am more than a little worried because Mr. Spock is under the weather and he’s just so damn old for a cat.
I’m going to bed in self-defense.
Take your meds, folks.
14,960 Days Alive
1,085 Days Since My Mother’s Death
I am down in Illinois visiting my girlfriend Owl and I realized that I genuinely feel like she is a supportive partner, not a child masquerading as an adult. It’s a rather glorious realization.
Continue reading “Of Brute Strength and Blessings”
14,959 Days Alive
144 Miles to Drive Tomorrow Morning
13 Homework Assignments Done Tonight
3 Mild Italian Sausage Meatballs Eaten with Dinner
Tomorrow morning at bright o’clock, which here translates to approximately eight a.m., I will be trundling down the road for two plus hours to go see Owl and her parliament of chaos.
Continue reading “Of Demolition and Determination”
14,958 Days Alive
66 Days Since My Last Post
4 Migraines in That Time Period
1 New Romantic Partner
I had stepped away from Postmark Wonderland, intending to take a day or two break from posting. That was two months ago.
Continue reading “Of Procrastination and Perfect Times”
14,891 Days Alive
152 Miles Driven Today to Meet Up With Uncle Comic
49 Words Per Minute Typed Going Moderately Slow
12.5 Hours Till the 221B Weekly Write In!
1 Accidental Nap
My jaw is doing the thing where it keeps randomly clenching bilaterally. I assume it’s because of anxiety, because solo trips, more than about 45 minutes have a tendency to make me anxious.
Continue reading “Of Audiobooks and Anxiety”
14,890 Days Alive
11 Hours Til I Meet Up With Uncle Comic
We got out of work early today since it is Good Friday. I haven’t ever really been in a family that religiously observed Easter, so I’m not quite sure what I should expect when I am traveling tomorrow morning.
Continue reading “Of Changed Plans and Challenges”
14,785 Days Alive
2,221 Days Straight on Duolingo
4 Hours Spent at the Big Gay Holiday Market
1 Hug from a Stranger
Trigger warning: discussion of parental demise.
I actually fought with myself on whether or not to post this one. I’ve decided to post it, but heavily trimmed of most of the anger I originally had spewing in this.
Continue reading “Of Holiday Markets and Hugs”
14,769 Days Alive
2,207 Days Straight on Duolingo
0 Rows Crocheted Today
Son of a crumbled biscuit. I fell asleep writing this. Oh dear.
Oh man am I utterly exhausted from work and socializing today. I had work in the morning, but I have to admit I was not as good as I could have been seeing as I had the beginnings of a very bad headache. It got better, but holy crap is it cold out tonight.
Continue reading “Of Friendliness and Falling Temperatures”What is your favorite place to go in your city?
As usual, I have a very roundabout answer to this. The too long, didn’t read version answer is “it depends on the city”.
One hundred and fourteen addresses since my birth in June 1985. I only really remember 1992 and onward, to be honest. Seven was a defining year; my little brother Mal was born that February. It was the beginning of my parentification, but I love him so much and am so proud of who he has become and the life he built for himself.
So. Where I am now? It’s the public libraries or this amazing local ice cream place that has some of the best damn ice cream I’ve ever had. Like, lemon cardamom, blackberry with lime, and cherry almond flavored. In Chicago, it’s Chiu Quon in Chinatown. Cash only, but fucking amazing food for as long as I can remember.
14,755 Days Alive
3 Books Returned to the Library Today
2 More Books Checked Out
I need to get up early-ish. Uncle Comic is doing a drive-by on his way to a convention to drop off some food for the household.
Continue reading “Of Oatmeal Cookies and Order”
14,754 Days Alive
6-ish Hours Until I Need To Drop Llama Off At the Airport
1 Goal List To Be Made Tomorrow
Still tired, in pain; but far less than yesterday and Sunday evening.
We have to be up and out the door by 0530 tomorrow. Ugh. I will be sad to see Llama go, but I hope she had fun this trip.
Take your meds, folks.
14,753 Days Alive
1,600 Milligrams of Ibuprofen Taken in the Last Twenty-Four Hours
45 Days and Counting Until 2026
2 Legs Elevated to Help with Pain and Slight Swelling
I way, way, way overdid it this weekend. I regret none of my choices, just the consequences and inconvenience of being in a lot more pain than usual.
Continue reading “Of Recovery and Realizations”
14,750 Days Alive
2,088 Days Streak on Duolingo
Well, posts AGAIN work a lot better if one remembers to actually POST them. Ugh
In my defense, I was absolutely exhausted. Poor Lucian woke up with a migraine, which was miserable, so Llama and I hit up the local botanical garden instead, just the two of us.
Continue reading “Of Gladness and Gardens”
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