31,000 Words on My NaNovel
12,937 Days Alive
12 Mini Pierogies
3 Loads of Laundry Done
I’m sleep deprived. And took my sleeping medication that didn’t work last night. So I’m fighting to stay awake long enough to knock this out.
I’m still behind in NaNoWriMo, but I haven’t given up yet. I’ve got my therapy appointment with Mx. Steph tomorrow at eleven, so I’m going to spend most of my day writing if I can.
I’m goi to go appease the Duolingo owl and go to bed.
Take your meds folks.
12,937 Days Alive
I’ve been awake for 23 hours now. I don’t know why I can’t sleep but I can’t. I’m going to try and catch an hour nap now that Spock is here a d snuggling with me. No promises on success.
15,087 Words on My NaNovel
12,925 Days Alive
2 Hours Spent Writing
1 Sleep Deprived Me
I’m in the middle of an anxiety-riddled, manic upswing. As of 9:30p.m EST tonight, I have been awake for thirty nine hours. And I’m not tired. Well, mentally I am exhausted but physically I feel like I could run a marathon.
Continue reading “Of Mania and Macaulay”
12,910 Days Alive
2,629 Words Written Today for NaNoWriMo
1 Lovely Day
Let me start out by saying that I am proud of myself for making my word count goal today. And that the moron in question was a bad driver that tried to run me off the road.
Continue reading “Of Mummies and Morons”
12,902 Days Alive
7 Levels in Warcraft
1 Old Habit Revived
So, I didn’t fall asleep until after six am this morning. I wished I had because I’ve had a headache all day from being sleep deprived.
Continue reading “Of Wishing and WoW”
12,843 Days Alive
364 Day Streak on Duolingo
So, I make it no secret that I’m bipolar. I’m open and honest about it, my struggles, and my little successes in dealing with it through action, therapy, and medication.
But holy shit am I struggling right now.
Continue reading “Imagine something witty here…”
12,842 Days Alive
17 Rows of Sparrow’s Seaside Blanket Done So Far
1 Bad Brain Day
So. The doctor didn’t issue me a refill of my Lyrica so when I went to the pharmacy today to get it, it wasn’t ready. Thankfully, I’m not out yet, but it was worrisome.
Continue reading “Tuesday In a Tizzy”
12,800 Days Alive
83 Degrees Indoors at Work
1 Tired Me
I woke up fifteen times last night. I counted. I kept having nightmares. I don’t even remember what about other than I felt like I was drowning or suffocating. Repeatedly. I think the COVID crap is getting to me mentally.
Continue reading “Temperature Troubles”
12,795 Days Alive
1 Vet Visit
I had to take off early for Spock’s veterinary visit this afternoon.
Continue reading “Worried on a Thursday”
12,796 Days Alive
3 Days Without AC at Work
It wasn’t as terrible today at work. It was warm but stayed under eighty in the office.
Wearing shorts helped, honestly.
Continue reading “Toasty Tuesday”
12,781 Days Alive
5 Hours of Sleep
1 Day Long Panic Attack
I’ve been having an anxiety attack pretty much since this morning. Tight chest, anxious but exhausted, the whole head pounding and neck tight bs. At least I was pretty sure it wasn’t a heart attack this time.
Continue reading “Monday Madness”
12,762 Days Alive
I didn’t end up going to the protest today with Cousin Kay for a multitude of reasons. One of which is I am afraid of dying from being tear gassed. I have pretty bad asthma, and I don’t want to suicide by cop. Also, it was storming most of the day.
Continue reading “Deluge and Disappointment”
I can’t sleep. I feel wretched and I can’t get warm no matter how many cups of tea I drink.
Continue reading “Insomnia Interlude 13”