12,256 Days Alive
5,759 Books to Read
4 Books Finished and Reviewed in 2019 This Far
1 Crying Jag
I’m still not doing to great, mentally.
Get some rest, friends.
Hurry Up and Wait
Tag: Insomnia
Woeful Wednesday
12,255 Days Alive
5,729 Books to Read
52 More Goals to Meet
6 Days Until My Doctor’s Appointment
3 Days Until My Three Day Weekend
2 Days Till Payday
1 Cat Begging for Attention Whilst the Other Is Being a Jerk
I’m not having a great day. Neither physically, mentally, nor emotionally.
Terribly Tired Tuesday
12,254 Days Alive
5,702 Books to Read
3 Loads of Laundry Done
2 Hours Slept
1 Very Grumpy Me
Question of the day: what do you use to help you get through the day after a rotten night’s sleep?
I’m exhausted to the point of pain. But I am also accomplished.
Finally Friday, Friends; Feast!
12,250 Days Alive
5,676 Books to Read
13 Hours Till Moving Day
4 Balloon Sheep Herded
3 Books Read
1 Game of Checkers Won!
I’m sitting in Perkins, awaiting my dinner companions. Under Pressure is playing over the restaurant speakers.
Thoroughly Through This Thursday
12,249 Days Alive
5,672 Books to Read This Lifetime
207 Books Still to Read This Year
34 Hours Until Moving Day
3 Books Touched Today: One Finished, Another In Progress, Another Still Started
3 Carloads Total Taken Up to the New Place
2 Meetings at Work
1 Review Pending Completion
Question of the day: if you could only read from one genre for the rest of your life, what would you pick? What would you absolutely avoid?
By the Gods, today was a thoroughly busy day!
Coping, Conspiracies, and Cats
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.
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.
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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So Long and Skip-Bo
12,337 Days Alive
5,351 Books to Read
207 Book Reading Challenges To Pick From
6 Days Till the Next Adventure Starts!
5 Games of SkipBo Played
2 Days Left in 2019
>1 Day Till We See J and Bill6 and Give Them Their Belated Yule Gifts
We’re in the home stretch of 2018 here and I have never been so glad to see the back end of a year.
If I had to boil 2018 down and spit out a phrase, it would be “catastrophic amounts of change”.
2019 will be better.
I have to keep telling myself that.
Today was mostly spend struggling to get the hell out of bed.
I’m still having horrific nightmares and flashbacks every damn night. I’m perpetually exhausted. And I’m also stuck in mega fast forward. My entire body hurts. Every joint is in pain and finding a comfortable position sitting or lying down is near impossible. It makes me wish that my CBD pills weren’t $50 a bottle still. And if the visit to get my medical marijuana card wasn’t five times that it would be an option. But now I make less than $2k a month and have to be careful where I expend money.
The weather was nice, at least.
Fog choked skies and smattering of sunshine as my Darling Wife and I raced away from Downtown Tampa towards Deej’s home. Subway was the meal of choice and I heartily enjoyed the tuna salad bowl I got.
The incessant pain made today’s visit a little less fun. I couldn’t help but be uncomfortable but I tried to have fun anyway. We played SkipBo with Deej and their momma. It was fun. And I even won a round!
I’ve got to turn in for the night. My head is honestly killing me.
Take your meds, friends. And never be afraid to ask for help.
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.
Change on the Horizon
There may be exciting news this week. But I am exhausted and can barely keep my eyes open. G’night.
Happy Yule!
I’m still mentally struggling, but I have my first goal of 2019 accomplished!
G’night, Wonderland. Happy Yule.
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