Tag: Family

Catch-Up, Cooking, and Commiseration

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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.

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Es-ka-peh? Funny, it’s spelled just like “escape”!

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Days alive: 12,188

Total Words Written for NaNoWriMo: 16,682

Words Remaining: 33,318

Escape Games Won: 3 and counting!

Time Remaining This Time: 1 minute, 38 seconds

Panic Attacks Had: 3

Shrimp Found in the Potatoes: 6

Plans for Tomorrow: 1 restful one

Housewarming Parties Attended: 1

Time Spent Mocking Movies: at least 1 hour, 31 minutes

Miles Traveled Today: about 200

Man, oh, man, was today a blast! So much happened.

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Awake in the Gloaming

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Days alive: 12,167

Hours slept: 5.5

Woke up at: 0430

Days till NaNoWriMo: 11 and counting

I apparently accidentally set an alarm for 4:30 in the morning. And then realized my dreams of my alarm going off at three and four am were likely happening. But I was in the middle of a flashback driven nightmare, so going back to sleep wasn’t an option. As such, I’ve been up since.

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Toasty and Tired

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Days alive: still 12,153

Bits slightly sunburnt: 2 breasts and my nose

Joints in pain: every single one

Naps taken in car: 1

Laps done in the lazy river: 5

So, home again, home again, jiggity jig. My entire body is screaming from the amount of activity o forced it through today. Every joint is aching in protest and I’m pretty sure that I managed to toast my tits halfway to lobster despite repeated exposure of SPF 50 and 75.

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