Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,783 Days Alive
7 Days Until Christmas Eve
1 Possible Future Road Trip for the Holiday?
I am looking back over all that has happened in 2025. It’s not all sunshine and roses, but there was growth.
Continue reading “Of Glances Backward and Growth”
14,782 Days Alive
30+ Random Ideas for Hypothetical Intentional Extinction of Select Individuals While At Dinner
3 New Family Members to Hug
1 Singing Voicemail Left for Grandma Gator
Son of a freakin’,three-headed progeny of a seven-legged Plutonian politician!!! I fell asleep. Again. I’ve been trying to go to bed early, but it hasn’t been working well, and then I get side tracked to the eighth power of AuDHD and whoops, there’s another gorram blog post sitting, confused, in my Drafts Box.
Continue reading “Of Brothers and Birthdays”
14,776 Days Alive
9.75 Hours of Sleep Yesterday
2.5 Hours Spent Grocery Shopping
Thanks to the new job at the eyecare clinic, I can afford to make French onion soup for dinner tomorrow! It’s really not much more than beef broth, 3 1/2 pounds of mandolin, sliced onions, and a whole lot of patience.
Continue reading “Of Shopping and Schlepping”
14,770 Days Alive
2,208 Days Straight on Duolingo
3 Tires Pumped Full of Air
2 Slices of Supreme Deep Dish Pizza Eaten
Tonight is the final full moon of 2025. I have maybe three set goals for next year. It’s very hard for me to think forward what all I want to do is have everything stop.
Continue reading “Of Endings and Everything Else”
14,768 Days Alive
1 Hour Early to Work today
Well, I started my new part-time job today! I think I clicked pretty well with my new coworkers. Or at least I hope I did!
Continue reading “Of Plows and Punctuality”
14,765 Days Alive
33 Years Since I Hugged Fievel Mouskewitz
10+ Inches of Snow Fell in the Past 24 Hours
3+ Happy Crying Jags Today
1/2 Serving of Baked Beef and Bean Nachos
Trigger warning past this initial paragraph: physical child abuse. This first part is happy, I swear.
Well. Today’s the day! He arrived! I am so freaking gleeful. Mr Fievel Mousekewitz is in my arms as I type this. As above, I have broken down crying, hugging said 39 year-old stuffed animal, at least three times so far today. A dear friend, named here as Lois, gifted him to me. He is 22 inches tall, still has his hat, shirt, trousers, and tail! He’s new to me, but used to belong to someone named Corey. Thank you so, so, so much for taking good care of Fievel for me to enjoy now.
Continue reading “Of Memories and Mouskewitz”
14,761 Days Alive
239 Days Until My 15th Millenary Anniversary
5 +/- Types of Flowers I Want to Make into an Art Piece
Did you know that I can’t have any of my top three favorite flowers due to their potential toxicity to cats? Yup. Buttercups, specifically ranunculus like delphinium, foxglove, and tiger lilies are my hands-down favorite flowers.
Continue reading “Of Reality and Ranunculaceous”
14,760 Days Alive
It’s ten days till 4th of December. Between the death-anniversary, money stress, a uterus in literal bloody rebellion, and a three day and counting tension headache, I just want it to stop being so hard to be alive.
Take your meds, folks.
14,758 Days Alive
6 Cookies Given to L to Enjoy
1 Massive Tub of Popcorn
I cried. In a mostly-good way, but yeah, that movie was a fist to the emotional solar plexus.
Continue reading “Of Onions and Overnight”
14,757 Days Alive
36 Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies Made
18 Ounces of Peanut Butter
1 Cookie Eaten
Son of a bitch. Guess who forgot to hit post again?
I have a social event tomorrow morning in the form of meeting up with L at the local AMC Theater to go see a matinee showing of Brendan Fraser’s new film, Rental Family. I am super excited about it!
Continue reading “Of Recipes and Rest”
14,756 Days Alive
2 Weeks From Today is the 4th of December
Trigger warning: speaking on the loss of parents.
I feel like I’m not allowed to be as sad as I am about my Daddy’s death anniversary. it’s two weeks from today exactly. He’s been gone since 2018; I literally didn’t know what to do that day. Meaning the day after I got the phone call at something like three in the morning.
Continue reading “Of Cold Snaps and Coca Cola”
14,755 Days Alive
3 Books Returned to the Library Today
2 More Books Checked Out
I need to get up early-ish. Uncle Comic is doing a drive-by on his way to a convention to drop off some food for the household.
Continue reading “Of Oatmeal Cookies and Order”
14,754 Days Alive
6-ish Hours Until I Need To Drop Llama Off At the Airport
1 Goal List To Be Made Tomorrow
Still tired, in pain; but far less than yesterday and Sunday evening.
We have to be up and out the door by 0530 tomorrow. Ugh. I will be sad to see Llama go, but I hope she had fun this trip.
Take your meds, folks.
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