Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,276 Days Alive
6,464 Ebooks to Read
1 Bowl of Damned Delicious Soup Eaten
So. I made it through the day on about 90 minutes of sleep and six cups of coffee. I didn’t even stress vomit (though it was absolutely a near thing several times today). Physical therapy sucked physically but helped mentally.
Well, I didn’t win those ten dollar tickets to Hamilton. Oh well. I was also on time for work and accomplished a lot today.
12,262 Days Alive
6,177 Books On My Kindle
3 Hours At Walk In Clinic
2 Missed Steps on the Stairs
1 Book Started/Finished This Day
So. Fell down a couple of stairs at work today after trying to brighten someone’s day.
I am in a phenomenal amount of pain.
This is an interesting one for my fellow book-addled Potterheads.
I originally thought I was just going to use this as a cross-challenge, rather than an additional challenge. Instead, I am going to use it as a possible way to clear off a few books from the ‘To Be Read” shelf.
I’m not sure what level I will manage, though.
The Challenge and my reading decisions:
Levels:
Now, I’ve told myself I only need to do twelve of them. But if I can, I’d like to hit all fifty-two possible. But, with all of these lists, I have 208 books to read on my 2019 Reading List. Hopefully, I’ll be able to knock all of them out!
As ever, progress will be posted on my Goodreads account. Individual reviews will be posted as well.
What are you reading? What prompt level would you do?
12,247 Days Alive
5,664 Books to Read
208 Books to Read for the 2019 Challenges
10 Nails Wrapped With Stars
1 Sad Memory
Question of the day: what small act of self care do you do when you’re feeling down?
I’m having a rough day, mentally. And physically. Just… sad and tired and run over by my damn menstrual cycle. Give me chocolate, hugs, and a gorram shoulder rub.
It’s been five weeks and I still feel a low-grade twinge of panic, of who died now fear, every time my cell phone rings.
Another reading challenge I’ve chosen to do this year is MonganMoments.com’s Diversify Your Reading Challenge! It has a category a month for a total of twelve books over the year.
The Books
As ever, I will be striving to review every book that I read. I’ll post to my Goodreads profile as to my progress and the reviews themselves.
12,338 Days Alive
5,352 Books on the Kindle
400 Approximate Miles of Driving For Tomorrow
28 Hours Left in 2018
22 Boxes, Bags, and Totes of Yarn in Current Inventory
3 Art Pieces to be Framed
2 Cats Being Jerkfaces
2 Friends Showered worth Belated Yule Gifts
1 Staggered Filet Triangle Shawl Nearly Complete
We did go see Bill6 and J today! Grabbed lunch at Outback, talked NYE plans, and of their most recent adventure.
Their cat, a beautiful bitey bastard of a Russian Grey is named Renfield. I have not taken a picture of him, because he is said bitey bastard.
12,337 Days Alive
5,351 Books to Read
207 Book Reading Challenges To Pick From
6 Days Till the Next Adventure Starts!
5 Games of SkipBo Played
2 Days Left in 2019
>1 Day Till We See J and Bill6 and Give Them Their Belated Yule Gifts
We’re in the home stretch of 2018 here and I have never been so glad to see the back end of a year.
If I had to boil 2018 down and spit out a phrase, it would be “catastrophic amounts of change”.
2019 will be better.
I have to keep telling myself that.
Today was mostly spend struggling to get the hell out of bed.
I’m still having horrific nightmares and flashbacks every damn night. I’m perpetually exhausted. And I’m also stuck in mega fast forward. My entire body hurts. Every joint is in pain and finding a comfortable position sitting or lying down is near impossible. It makes me wish that my CBD pills weren’t $50 a bottle still. And if the visit to get my medical marijuana card wasn’t five times that it would be an option. But now I make less than $2k a month and have to be careful where I expend money.
The weather was nice, at least.
Fog choked skies and smattering of sunshine as my Darling Wife and I raced away from Downtown Tampa towards Deej’s home. Subway was the meal of choice and I heartily enjoyed the tuna salad bowl I got.
The incessant pain made today’s visit a little less fun. I couldn’t help but be uncomfortable but I tried to have fun anyway. We played SkipBo with Deej and their momma. It was fun. And I even won a round!
I’ve got to turn in for the night. My head is honestly killing me.
Take your meds, friends. And never be afraid to ask for help.
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