Days Alive: 12,222
Days Since the Funeral: 2
Bags of Books Disposed Of: 6
Streak on Duolingo: 23
Days Left in Trip: 1.5
I’m exhausted. I’ve been coloring in a mythological creature book to unwind through all this.
Busy, Busy Friday
Tag: Struggling
Sorting Through
Days Alive: 12,221
Rooms Cleared: 1
Old Belongings Found: a bunch
Days Left in Austin: 2.5
Nails Chipped: 7 lol
Streak on Duolingo: 23 days
Loads of Laundry Done: 2
My body is currently in protest for all the damn things Tink and I accomplished today. And I nearly broke down crying in the bookstore because that was the first time I have gone to a Half Priced Books store without my father or without calling him to check for which books he was hunting for.
Stressful Sunday, Somehow
Days alive: 12,217
Days till I fly to Texas: 2
Night of Hanukkah: 8th
Cats Snuggled in Close Proximity: 3
Things Accomplished Today: Many
Days Since Loss: 5
I am still really struggling these days.
I haven’t really had the time or opportunity to really mourn yet. I’m hoping my trip to Texas allows me that.
12,215
Days alive: 12,215
Days since diagnosis: 73
Days since my dad died: 3
I’m not sure I’ve fully processed it yet.
Happy fifth day of Hanukkah.
Morose Monday
Days Alive: 12,211
Day of Hanukkah: 2nd
Streak on Duolingo: 13 days
I’m not okay today. And that’s okay. I know there will be bad days as much as I know that there will be good days.
Thanksmas and Flashbacks
Days Alive: 12,208
Bottles of Hot Sauce: 4
Slices of Chocolate Dream Cake Eaten: 2
Breadsticks Eaten: 3
Today was the annual “Thanksmas” event at the new adventure. And it ate up most of my day.
Catch-Up, Cooking, and Commiseration
Days Alive: 12,207
Sweet Potatoes Diced: 4
Steps Walked: 3,918
Hours Slept: 2.5
Chicken Nuggets Eaten: 20
Tramadol Taken: 1
Cats Betrayed By Not Sharing Any Chicken Nuggets At All With Them Because I Am a Mean, Mean Mama Who Doesn’t Share Human Food: 3
Things I Forgot Today: 3
I’ve been kinda half-adding posts lately because I’ve just been out of spoons.
Reminder to self: write the damn post on Spoon Theory.
So, I’m exhausted, but I have a cute lady next to me (my Darling Wife), two cats resting on me (butt warmer and foot warmer, respectively), and the prep work done for the potluck tomorrow.
Technical Fail Tuesday
I’m tired. My head hurts. My car wouldn’t start when I left for work.
And I’m exhausted.
Maybe tomorrow.
Headache on High
Days Alive: 12,204
Car Washes Gone Through: 1
Hours Awake: 19, going on 20
I’ve had a headache since three am. No meds have touched it.
I’m blaming the encroaching cold front. And now I’m going to bed.
At least I looked cute today.
Insomnia Interlude 7
Days Alive: 12,202
Hours Slept: 3
Hours in the car today: 4 planned for travel to/from
Can’t sleep again. I could be writing, but it is pain keeping me awake this time.
I wish I was curled up in front of a fireplace, with a cup of tea.
I wish it was cold out. I wish I wasn’t nauseous from pain.
I wish I was asleep.
Margaritas, Messages, and Meowing
Days Alive: 12,201
Crappy “cherry jolly rancher” margaritas consumed: 1 and 1/2
Words Written: 1,901
Meals Eaten: 1
Cats Snuggled: 3
I’m having a really bad pain day. Since I’m still getting run over by my damn menstrual cycle, I’ve spent half the day curled up around a heating pad.
Down from migraine.
Can’t type. Going to sleep. Please gods let the meds work.
Have a picture of Peanut to giggle at:
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