Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,892 Days Alive
6 Eggs Scrambled for Dinner
3 Mini Waffles Eaten
1 Doctor Appointment Tomorrow
I am out of energy today. Happy Easter to those who celebrate it. Happy Sunday to those that don’t. And happy birthday to my SIL, Bubbles.
14,794 Days Alive
2,230 Days Straight on Duolingo
5 Shelves on the Bookshelf I Built This Evening
3 Ibuprofen Taken
Welp, I had a full on panic attack today. Pretty much disassembled my room onto my bed trying to find the old smart watch that DW gave me back in 2020.
Continue reading “Of Hip Pain and Hydroxyzine”
14,787 Days Alive
2,223 Days Straight on Duolingo
$86.47 Due for My January Health Insurance Premium
40th Winter Solstice I Have Lived
3 Hours Or Less Sleep Gotten
1 Burnt Out Self
I fell asleep after six am and was up again by ten a.m. For whatever reason, even with my anti-anxiety meds, sleep evades me.
Continue reading “Of Tiny Turtles and Turn Around Time”
14,780 Days Alive
26 Books Chosen for the 2026 Alphabet Book Challenge
2 Days Until Grandma Gator’s Birthday
1st Day of Hanukkah
I absolutely forgot that Hanukkah started this evening. I gave Grandma Gator a buzz while I was on my way to the grocery store and she reminded me that it was both the first day of Hanukkah and a few days until her birthday!
Continue reading “Of Pivoting and Plotting”
14,773 Days Alive
2,211 Days Straight on Duolingo
150 Stitch Starting Chain For Lynne’s Blanket
2 Slices of Leftover Pizza Eaten As Breakfast This Morning
1 Minor Panic Attack Today
We had Taco Bell for dinner this evening because I was out of spoons. Tomorrow will be pork steak with garlic-wilted spinach and either noodles and Alfredo or mashed potatoes.
Continue reading “Of Delicacies and Deadlines”
If I had to describe my ideal living space for myself, it would be a safe, warm, lovingly cluttered space. True hiraeth for me, honestly. Hiraeth is a Welsh omesickness for a place that doesn’t exist, or at least not yet.
Continue reading “Of Home and Hiraeth”
14,759 Days Alive
8 Books on Hold at the Library
0 Clue What Our Household is Doing for the Holiday This Week
I am not… doing okay today. I fell asleep after three am this morning and I wasn’t even awake late reading. Just couldn’t get the old brain to shut the fuck up.
Continue reading “Of Lemonade and Letting Go”
14,745 Days Alive
65 Hours, Give Or Take, Until Llama Arrives
4th Week of Diagnostic Coding for Medical Billing Starting Tomorrow
3 Chicken Teriyaki Foil Packets
Okay, this time I didn’t fall asleep without posting. I did however get completely sidetracked trying to put my room back together. Brian built the new desk I got off Amazon for me today. You know, the one I’ve been meaning to build for like three weeks now? That one.
Continue reading “Of Foil and Furniture”
14,731 Days Alive
1 Week into the Actual Coding Class
So this week is Halloween week. That means on Friday it is Bill6 and J’s 10th wedding anniversary, it is also J’s birthday, and the witch’s new year.
Continue reading “Of Birthdays and Bilateral Bursitis”
14,724 Days Alive
2,512 Days Since My Dad Passed Away
9 Courses Until I Finish My Degree
7 Years Gone in December
Hey, friends. This ain’t a happy entry, for the most part. No offenses taken if you skip this one.
Continue reading “Of Bereavement and Breathing”
14,717 Days Alive
16 Steps Down from the First Floor to the Ground Floor
2 Furniture Straps
We finally got the entertainment center into the apartment today! Out of my trunk and down the steps without injury. A lot of cursing and three stops to be able to breathe, but no injuries.
Continue reading “Of Furniture Straps and Fake Fireplaces”
14,703 Days Alive
71 Miles Driven Roundtrip for a Working, Cheap, Multimedia Player
10 mg of Cyclobenzaprine Taken Twice Today
1 Massive Mug of Zero Sugar Root Beer Enjoyed
All my bills are paid. I get paid again next Friday from the 1099 gig. And holy hell was yesterday difficult for me. But I survived.
Continue reading “Of Rent And Radios”
14,689 Days Alive
17 Minutes of a Close Call
I published/uploaded my final assignment for this week seventeen minutes before it was due. Forty-five freaking minutes were spent fighting with pivot tables. Ugh.
Continue reading “Of Color and Classwork”
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