12,514 Days Alive
1 Slice of Pumpkin Pie Enjoyed
I had my first slice of pumpkin pie this evening! It is officially a wonderful Spooktober.
Continue reading “Pumpkin Pie and Painful Pastimes”Pumpkin Pie and Painful Pastimes
Tag: I Need Sleep
Monday Once More
12,498 Days Alive
It’s the start of another work week and laundry day for me.
Continue reading “Monday Once More”Heart Beats and Hella Mad
12,476 Days Alive
17 Second EKG
2 X-rays Taken
Today I thought I was having a heart attack at work. Spoilers: I wasn’t.
Continue reading “Heart Beats and Hella Mad”Exhausting Existence
12,368 Days Alive
7,745 Books to Read
7.5 On the Pain Scale
2 Episodes of Death in Paradise Watched
1 More Square Made
I’m having a really, really bad fatigue flare up. Flair up, flare up? The latter. Anyway. Brain fog, exhaustion, really short emotional fuse, and the like right now.
I feel like a bag of broken glass been dropped down a concrete stairwell.
Shattered.
Terribly, Terribly Tired Tuesday
12,366 Days Alive
7,720 Books to Read
1 Metaphoric Spoon Left
I’m still awake somehow. I got some sleep last night, but it feels like of no quality.
Weird, Wonderful Wednesday
12,353 Days Alive
7,364 Books to Read
16 Hours Awake and Counting
5 Sunflowers
1 Strange Accomplishment
Did y’all know I’m a recovered vegetarian? While I was homeless, or in a state of weird mental spiral, I exerted what control I could over my life, mainly, by not eating meat. And after the thing with the chickens, I couldn’t eat bone in without nausea and disgust.
Pissy and In Pain
12,207 Days Alive
4 Rounds of Pit Played
3 Different Pain Medications Taken
1 Adorable But Rude Rabbit
It was Game Day with Britt, Pookie, J, and Bill6. I wish I had been in better physical and mental shape to actually be of any value to the activities.
Supremely Screwed Up
12,205 Days Alive
6,671 Books to Read
47 Minutes Alone
6 Meatballs Eaten
2 Books Read
1 Helena Towed
Today has been… interesting.
200th Post!
12,296 Days Alive
153 Days since Diagnosis of Bipolar 1
13 Major Life Events
I started this blog on Tuesday, 25th September 2018. It hasn’t been all that long. Well. Maybe it has? 153 days since my diagnosis. That is five months; that is twenty-two weeks as of today. It breaks down to 3670 some-odd hours, 220,350 minutes or so, or about 12,219,700 seconds. Again, give or take.
Read more…Spooky, Serviceable Sunday
12,294 Days Alive Still
6,574 Books to Read
87 Wikipedia Articles Read
8 Episodes of Paranormal Survivor Watched
3 Hour Nap
Since I didn’t get but an hour of sleep this morning, I wasn’t as productive as I wanted to be.
Thoroughly Swamped Thursday
12,291 Days Alive
6,563 Books to Read
12 Hour Day
11 Books Read So Far In 2019
2 Reviews Written
2 Bouquets Made
1 Book Finished
1 Coworker Bid Farewell
Holy. Hell. Today was mega long.
Continue reading “Thoroughly Swamped Thursday”Some Crafting and Home Cooking
12,280 Days Alive
6,473 Books to Read
6 Roses Bought
4 Ultimate Oreos Eaten
2 Pieces of Garlic Bread Eaten
1 New Squishmallow Owl Plushie
Man. Today was rough. Not completely devastating or anything like that. But I went to bed at… ten? Eleven? I don’t even know.
12,277 Days Alive
2 Birthdays This Weekend
1 More Day Till the Weekend
I’ve made it through another day. I’m in pain and exhausted. I’m going to try to get to bed early.
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