12,474 Days Alive
1 Wall Painted
Today, we went out to J and Bill6’s new Place and helped them unpack.
Continue reading “Surprising Sunday”
12,474 Days Alive
1 Wall Painted
Today, we went out to J and Bill6’s new Place and helped them unpack.
Continue reading “Surprising Sunday”12,469 Days Alive
8,138 Books to Read
It’s one of those rare moments where I have the spoons to bust out the laptop, get some reviews written, and wait for the dryer to stop spinning.
Continue reading “Manic Monday”12,464 Days Alive
I started watching Good Omens tonight. What a lovely show about the end of the world.
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I think I’m coming out the other side of this depressive downswing. Continue reading “Might Be Okay Monday”
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8,135 Books to Read
I need more sleep. Or more rest. I can’t quite seem to sleep well.
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Another week down
Not every coping mechanism is a positive one. Continue reading “Self Destruct Buttons”
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6 Weeks Till Insurance Kicks In
I don’t have much to say tonight.
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8,130 Books to Read
3rd Day Of My Adventure
Currently Reading: Bohemian RhapsoDIE
I need sleep.
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2nd Day Of Traveling Adventure
I’ve never related more to Bilbo Baggins in my life.
Except instead of handkerchiefs left at home, it’s yarn and cats.
12,427 Days Alive
8,112 Books to Read
$494.90 Spent On Lyrica
Spent the day napping, crying over cost of meds and in gratitude for my wife, and playing with watercolors and yarn.
The cost of my Lyrica is $500 a month. Out of pocket. Until September.
Fucking wonderful.
I’m on a boat!
No, really. I’m on a cruise. So! This is a pre-written post whilst I am on holiday with my Darling Wife and the in-laws!
So, while I’m gone for six days and seven nights, or something like that, I thought I’d run through a few of my favorite coping mechanisms.
Today’s is my secondary coping mechanism: my friends.
I’m on a boat! No, it’s not a three hour tour.
This is a pre-written post whilst I am on holiday with my Darling Wife and the in-laws!
So, while I’m gone for six days and seven nights, or something like that, I thought I’d run through a few of my favorite coping mechanisms.
Today’s is my secondary coping mechanism: baking.