We had a jarred curry sauce over Morning Star Farms fake chicken tonight. Fen made it with some peas and carrots and served it over 90 second rice. It was really good. I added too much hot sauce and made my nose run though.
Speaking of hot sauce, I wore the first pair of Taco Bell socks today. They were great!
Work went…okay. There were two tubs of mail to process so it took me over two hours to scan everything in.
When I got home, though, I had a Christmas card waiting from both Papa Ben and Pop Tom as well as from my friend Savvy! She sent the cutest Grinch card and wrote a very sweet message inside.
I haven’t gotten any writing done, unfortunately. I was in too much pain after work to focus on writing. Or reading. Or crocheting for longer than ten minutes at a time. So it was a few episodes of Murder, She Wrote and a bowl of frosted mini wheats for dessert.
My brain is fried. I’m going to go read for a bit, if I can.
Man, did I overestimate my free time this year. I didn’t think I’d be changing jobs (twice!), nor did I think I’d be so busy! I didn’t hit 50,000 words on NaNoWriMo, unfortunately. And I didn’t even get one of my reading challenges completed.
I can’t seem to shake this headache. I’ve had it since yesterday afternoon.
I know it’s not from lack of caffeine or water. If I got any more hydrated, my kidneys would float! I think I’ll try taking more ibuprofen when I go to bed, see if that helps.
In better news, my diabetes is officially under control with meds and the dietary changes I’ve made! My A1C, which was a 10.3 in April, is down to a 6.8! I still have to take my meds and watch what I eat, but now I know I can effect positive change on my life. It’s not yet more lost weight, but it’s a damn good start.
I’m going to go practice on Duolingo and maybe read some? I’ve been wanting to catch up on my #200Book Challenge.
Blurb: There’s an assassin named Salvador that is one of the top killers for hire in the world. After seeding what they think might have been the Loch Ness Monster, Salvador finds out that there are stranger things out there than Nessie and, after meeting a monk with an odd ability, not all gifts can be given back.
Blurb: Walter Augustus is dead. Has been a long time. And while he’s hanging in the Afterlife, he’s waiting to be forgotten to go on to the next adventure. And then Lettie picks up the only remaining copy of his book of poetry and reads it. It only gets more entangled from there.
Bullying, Dead People, Death, Emotional Abuse, Extortion, Food, Ghosts, Haunting
Blurb: It starts with a note that tells Dylan Reeve the son that he and his now ex-wife Erin lost to kidnapping fifteen years ago is alive. This single note, written in crayon, drags him into a world of deadly games, ghosts from the past, and the hope that their son truly is still alive.
Ableism, Blood, Bullying, Child Abuse, Death, Drug Use (Illicit), Drug Use (Non-Consensual), Emotional Abuse, Food, Gun Violence, Mental Abuse, Mental Illness, Murder, Non-Consensual Touching, Physical Abuse, Poor Coping Mechanisms, Self-Injury, Stockholm Syndrome, Suicide, Toxic Masculinity, Unsafe Lifestyle, Violence, Violent Imagery,
Read as part of the Diversify Your Reading Challenge 2019.
Blurb: A literal history of the Donner Party (1846-1847), the fates of the various peoples who perished, and the claims of cannibalism and murder. This book was written in 1880 and celebrated those that survived the ordeal.
Blood, Cannibalism, Death, Food, Gore, Gun Violence, Murder, Systemic Racism, Time Period Accurate Racism, Violence, Violent Imagery
Today has been a great day. I broke fast with Cousin Kay this morning. And since I was anxiety prompted to be an hour early so I wasn’t late, I finished the outline on a short story I had planned to start this evening. That didn’t quite work out as planned.