Happy fifth day of Hanukkah.
Tag: Struggling
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:
Sunny Sunday
Days alive: 12,196
Steps for the day: 1,941
Nightmares had: 2
Naps taken: 1
Baskets of laundry put away: 1
Crochet projects worked on: 1
Still haven’t touched my NaNovel, but today was productive nonetheless. Breakfast, grocery shopping, crocheting; all in all a productive day.
Sleep Deprived Saturday
Days Alive: 12,195
Hours Worked: 5.5
Steps For the Day: 2,083
Sushi Rolls Eaten: 4
Words Written: 0
Crochet Projects Worked On: 1
First weekend shift today. Lot of nightmares last night, so I was exhausted. Like, had to slap my face to stay awake on the drive home exhausted.
Insomnia Interlude 6
Days alive: 12,192
Hours slept: not enough
I am awake again. We went to bed a little after 9pm. And for the third night in a row, here I am awake. Aware. Staring at the damned ceiling wishing I was asleep.
Relative Disquiet
Days alive: 12,191
Words Written for NaNoWriMo: 0
Words Left to Write: still 32,956
Rows Left in Shawl Main Segment: 17
I should be working on my NaNovel right now. But hell if I can get my brain to focus.
