Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
So! Here’s another follow up to today’s earlier post:
I’ll be taking part in the Sweet Southern Reading Challenge as part of my #200Books challenge.
It looks like I’ll be doing the “pitcher of sweet tea” level of the challenge being put on by Readeropolis!
Books:
This adds another ten books to my “to read” list. So if I knock them all out, that’s 19 of 200 done!
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.
12,236 Days Alive
5,345 Kindle Books to Read
103 Years to Read Them All at A Book Per Week
28 Rows Crocheted in The Staggered Filet Triangle Shawl
7 Breadsticks Eaten
6.5 Hours Slept
6 Hugs Given
2 Kinds of FroYo Mixed
1 Weighted Blanket Tossed Over My Brother Like Syrup Over a Pancake
1 Thing Forgotten
I got to see Duckie today! Our visits are few and far between and it was an absolutely amazing day.
Days Alive: 12,231
Days Left in 2018: 8
Times I’ve Restarted the Current Shawl: 4
Kitties Alive and Well: 2
Naps Had Today: 2
There’s just over a week left in 2018. Change for the better is coming, I know it.
Days Alive: 12,221
Rooms Cleared: 1
Old Belongings Found: a bunch
Days Left in Austin: 2.5
Nails Chipped: 7 lol
Streak on Duolingo: 23 days
Loads of Laundry Done: 2
My body is currently in protest for all the damn things Tink and I accomplished today. And I nearly broke down crying in the bookstore because that was the first time I have gone to a Half Priced Books store without my father or without calling him to check for which books he was hunting for.
Days Alive: 12,207
Sweet Potatoes Diced: 4
Steps Walked: 3,918
Hours Slept: 2.5
Chicken Nuggets Eaten: 20
Tramadol Taken: 1
Cats Betrayed By Not Sharing Any Chicken Nuggets At All With Them Because I Am a Mean, Mean Mama Who Doesn’t Share Human Food: 3
Things I Forgot Today: 3
I’ve been kinda half-adding posts lately because I’ve just been out of spoons.
Reminder to self: write the damn post on Spoon Theory.
So, I’m exhausted, but I have a cute lady next to me (my Darling Wife), two cats resting on me (butt warmer and foot warmer, respectively), and the prep work done for the potluck tomorrow.
Days alive: 12,196
Steps for the day: 1,941
Nightmares had: 2
Naps taken: 1
Baskets of laundry put away: 1
Crochet projects worked on: 1
Still haven’t touched my NaNovel, but today was productive nonetheless. Breakfast, grocery shopping, crocheting; all in all a productive day.
Days Alive: 12,195
Hours Worked: 5.5
Steps For the Day: 2,083
Sushi Rolls Eaten: 4
Words Written: 0
Crochet Projects Worked On: 1
First weekend shift today. Lot of nightmares last night, so I was exhausted. Like, had to slap my face to stay awake on the drive home exhausted.
Days Alive:12,193
Hop toads: 1
Number of Photos Said Hop Toad Posed for When Asked: 3
Endometrial Polyp Being an Jerk: 1
Cats Whining at 11 Volume: 1 (Spock)
Paper Angels Made: 30
Days Since I’ve Touched my NaNovel: uh… four? Five?
Chicken Nuggets Eaten: 10
Words I’m Planning to Write this Weekend: 15k
Anyone who gets squicked out or triggered by talk of toads, menstruation, homelessness, or super bad insomnia, get thee hence.
You have been warned.
Witch Way to Mintwood
Addison Creek
Witch with a talking cat, not named Salem, gets up to hijinks. And she ends up being roommates with a friend who got dumped.
Zero
Days alive: 12, 178
Hours slept: not enough
Articles read: 4
As it often happens, I can’t sleep tonight. So I’ve been surfing the internet for NaNoWriMo prep stuff, helpful articles and the like.
Christopher Golden
An avalanche uncovers what may be Noah’s Ark atop Mount Ararat and it would absolutely be the story of a lifetime-if it’s true. A score of people are sent up the Mount for answers, but they end up being more a collection of potential casualties than a pack of stalwart explorers. The avalanche revealed far more than the millennia-old timbers they were expecting.
Suicide, Drug Use (Prescription), Violence, Murder, Bastardization of Mythology, Off Screen Sex, Infidelity
17+, unclear exactly how many characters died
Postmark Wonderland 