12,248 Days Alive
5669 Books to Read
2 Days Till Moving
2 Box-Deprived Cats
1 Weird Conspiracy Theory Found Out
Question of the day: Do you box things by room or at random?
I am exhausted so this will be quick.
Coping, Conspiracies, and Cats
Tag: Feelings
Sad, Starry Night
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.
Adventure and Aggravation Abound
12,346 Days Alive
5,619 Books to Read
91 Video Messages Sent Documenting Apartment Errors
31 Apologies from Alex the Office Dude
2 Trips to the Apartment
1 Super Sleepy Wife
Question of the day: do you have a favorite nail polish or lipstick color?
Man oh man. The new apartment is beautiful. Except where it isn’t.
Mixed Message From the Universe
12,344 Days Alive
5,568 Books To Read
10 Chicken Nuggets Eaten
2 Hour Lunch Break Accidentally Taken
Question of the Day: How do you best express your frustration when things go wrong?
Oh boy. Okay. So, today has been a very mixed bag of good and bad.
Planning, Plotting, Passive Aggressive Pouting, and Pie Night
12,342 Days Alive
0 Pounds Lost or Gained
2 Days Till Keys
So! We let Stephanie’s Nan know what day we were moving out this evening. As we are wont to do on a Wednesday, we hit up the local Village Inn for dinner. Free pie, ya know; even if we hardly ever get the pie.
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1 Jan, 2019: Bed, Glorious Bed (And Cats!)
12,341 Days Alive
5,383 Books to Read
6 Current Yarny Projects Still Pending Completion from 2018!
2 Books Being Read
2 Very Happy Kitties
1 AWOL Yule Gift
Ringing in the Gregorian New Year with my Darling Wife and my in-laws was fun! I fully admit I spent most of the evening chatting or crocheting! Steph spent most of the evening loving on Cousin Ashley’s daughter Mini, so her poor arms are sore.
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Fun Friday
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.
Boxing Day 2018
12,234 Days Alive
2 Pages Colored
2 PBJs Eaten
10 mini marshmallows eaten
I just have to let y’all know that while I was trying to find out how many mini marshmallows were in a serving earlier, I stumbled upon this glorious inquiry:
Christmas Day 2018
12,233 Days Alive
3 Weeks Since Daddy’s Passing
2nd Christmas Since We Got Married
1 Massive Panic Attack
I didn’t sleep well last night. Nightmares aplenty. Of illness and heart failure. Of late night calls and of the funeral.
I wasn’t in a very merry mood this morning.
Yarn, Yawns, and Yearnings
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.
Low on Spoons: have some maths!
5,143.
That is how many books I have on my Kindle between Unlimited, the library’s ebooks, Bookbub, Fussy Librarian, combing through all of the free ebooks on Amazon, and my purchased or gifted ebooks.
I don’t like Tuesdays anymore
We came home from dinner with Nan to find our youngest cat, Ariadne, dead in the middle of the floor. Her eyes were still open. The boys, Spock and Peanut seem to be fine. But now I’m terrified they’ll pass too.
I fell the hell apart. Full crying panic attack.
My father died two Tuesdays prior to today.
I also broke my glasses just now by tripping and stepping on them.
I’m kind of over December.
Have some pictures of our tiny kitten, Ariadne. May she Rest In Peace.
Memory-Addled Monday
Days Alive: 12,225
Days Since Daddy’s Death: 6
I’m having a bit of a day today. I’ll be fine one moment, then crying the next.
I’m sure it is fairly normal.
