There may be exciting news this week. But I am exhausted and can barely keep my eyes open. G’night.
Change on the Horizon
Tag: Struggling
Happy Yule!
I’m still mentally struggling, but I have my first goal of 2019 accomplished!
G’night, Wonderland. Happy Yule.
Low on Spoons: have some maths!
5,143.
That is how many books I have on my Kindle between Unlimited, the library’s ebooks, Bookbub, Fussy Librarian, combing through all of the free ebooks on Amazon, and my purchased or gifted ebooks.
Cop-Out Post
Cannot.
No spoons.
Here’s a picture of a cat.
I don’t like Tuesdays anymore
We came home from dinner with Nan to find our youngest cat, Ariadne, dead in the middle of the floor. Her eyes were still open. The boys, Spock and Peanut seem to be fine. But now I’m terrified they’ll pass too.
I fell the hell apart. Full crying panic attack.
My father died two Tuesdays prior to today.
I also broke my glasses just now by tripping and stepping on them.
I’m kind of over December.
Have some pictures of our tiny kitten, Ariadne. May she Rest In Peace.
Exhausted
Days Alive: 12,223
My flight is tomorrow. I’m exhausted. I don’t have much energy to type much.
Garage sale today. Got to see some friends. Spent six hours freezing my buns off in the garage, but had fun with Tink. Been crocheting to keep my mind off things.
Still alive. Coping.
Busy, Busy Friday
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.
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.
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