Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,546 Days Alive
Ran into a bunch of French tourists while I was waiting for a train. They watched me crochet, said I was “etrange”, which for some reason I know means strange? So, go me for knowing a random French word.
Continue reading “Of Elgin and Elocution”
13,542 Days Alive
1,049 Days Straight on Duolingo
35 37 Job Applications Submitted Today
2 Possible Bites from Potential Employers
The job hunt continues. I’m hopeful but also slightly discouraged. Not that I’m taking the rejections personal, so much as I’m taking the discourteous ghosting as unprofessional and rather disheartening.
Continue reading “Of Applications and Arrangements”
13,510 Days Alive
5 Hours of Sleep
I took Cleo to Moreno’s Bakery in Brandon. It’s one of my favorite places to go when I’m in that area.
Continue reading “Of Insomnia and Icing”
13,466 Days Alive
I am utterly exhausted. But despite going to bed an hour ago, I’ve not been able to fall asleep.
Continue reading “Of Working and Wednesday”
13,465 Days Alive
1 Difficult Day
I fell asleep at my desk at work, accidentally. HR woke me up.
It was mortifying.
Continue reading “Of Sleep Depo and Sensitivity”
13,458 Days Alive
I still have a gnarly-looking bruise from where I got my shot this past weekend. And my arm still hurts. I hate being an adult sometimes.
Continue reading “Of Buffalo Chicken and Bruises”
13,440 Days Alive
954 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Easter Basket Gifted to Me
I’m up visiting J and Bill6 for the holiday weekend. J made haroset, a traditional Jewish dish that we eat around Passover.
Continue reading “Of Haroset and Happiness”
13,416 Days Alive
I’m trying to tackle Mount Clean Clothes. Which is especially difficult for me because I am utterly exhausted by the time I get home.
Continue reading “Of Laundry and Laughing”
13,409 Days Alive
My fibro is kicking my ass now that I’m trying to cut out caffeine. I fell asleep at my desk on lunch again today.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,390 Days Alive
905 Days Straight on Duolingo
So. I’m going to sketch up my floral sleeve tattoo idea. It gives me another small goal to work towards.
Continue reading “Of Indigo and Illustrations”
13,388 Days Alive
2.5 Hours of Sleep
1 Malfunctioning Body
Today is the twenty-second day of the second month in the year 2022. 22/2/22 if you’re using the non-American date order. Pretty groovy numerological thingie or something.
Continue reading “Of Twos and Tacos”
13,387 Days Alive
902 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Crying Jag
I’m in so much pain. I don’t have spoons to be clever or verbose tonight.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,377 Days Alive
I’ve been awake since six thirty a.m. yesterday. I’m exhausted now that I’ve had dinner. I’m off to crochet and try to get some sleep.
I’ll catch you lovely people tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks.
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