Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
15,097 Days Alive
7 Quarts of Apple Pie Filling Canned
1 Crockpot Full of 5 Quarts of Chopped Apples to Make Apple Butter
1/2 A Bushel of Apples Blanched for Canning
Oh my goodness was the kitchen hot this evening! Owl and I canned about eight quarts of the apple slices into pie filling this evening. And another five to six went into the crock pot on low to stew down into apple butter. So good!
Continue reading “Of Apple Butter and A Crying Jag”
14,804 Days Alive
40th Anniversary of Labyrinth Being Released in Theaters
5 Quarts of Water Had Today
2 Books Chosen for the 13 Moons Reading Challenge
So. Tomorrow after work, Rose and I will be going to see the 1986 puppet-riddled masterpiece of cinema that is Labyrinth. Fun fact: it premiered in the UK a day before I turned one year old. Still love it, though.
Continue reading “Of Moon-Days and Movie Theaters”
14,734 Days Alive
5 Hours of Sleep
11 Subpoenas Drafted for Work
1 Possible Contract Job
Today was one of those days where I stayed up far too late last night. I mean, I was still awake at 6:27 AM. And I don’t know why. I just couldn’t get my brain to shut off.
Continue reading “Of Gwenders and Grumpiness”
12,633 Days Alive
So I’m two episodes into the Witcher series and I kinda wish I had read the books first so I could understand a little better what’s going on.
Continue reading “Wednesday and some Witcher”
12,514 Days Alive
1 Slice of Pumpkin Pie Enjoyed
I had my first slice of pumpkin pie this evening! It is officially a wonderful Spooktober.
Continue reading “Pumpkin Pie and Painful Pastimes”
12,367 Days Alive
1 More Night till Payday
I’ve not much to say today. Went to go see my psych doctor this afternoon and my brain is fried.
Good night.
12,290 Days Alive
6,561 Books to Read
6 Physical/Occupational Therapy Appointments Attended
1 New Purse
So. Physical and occupational therapy is completed. Open House is tomorrow at work. And I’ve been fighting a migraine since Monday afternoon. Ugh.
12,276 Days Alive
6,464 Ebooks to Read
1 Bowl of Damned Delicious Soup Eaten
So. I made it through the day on about 90 minutes of sleep and six cups of coffee. I didn’t even stress vomit (though it was absolutely a near thing several times today). Physical therapy sucked physically but helped mentally.
12,269 Days Alive
6,419 Books to Read
6 Drawers of Polish Put Away
1 Crying Jag
I was helping Tink and Stephanie unpack and put away some of the boxes from the Boxtopia that the living room currently is this evening. It didn’t go as well as I hope, but we got some things done.
12,262 Days Alive
6,177 Books On My Kindle
3 Hours At Walk In Clinic
2 Missed Steps on the Stairs
1 Book Started/Finished This Day
So. Fell down a couple of stairs at work today after trying to brighten someone’s day.
I am in a phenomenal amount of pain.
12,255 Days Alive
5,729 Books to Read
52 More Goals to Meet
6 Days Until My Doctor’s Appointment
3 Days Until My Three Day Weekend
2 Days Till Payday
1 Cat Begging for Attention Whilst the Other Is Being a Jerk
I’m not having a great day. Neither physically, mentally, nor emotionally.
12,248 Days Alive
5669 Books to Read
2 Days Till Moving
2 Box-Deprived Cats
1 Weird Conspiracy Theory Found Out
Question of the day: Do you box things by room or at random?
I am exhausted so this will be quick.
12,342 Days Alive
0 Pounds Lost or Gained
2 Days Till Keys
So! We let Stephanie’s Nan know what day we were moving out this evening. As we are wont to do on a Wednesday, we hit up the local Village Inn for dinner. Free pie, ya know; even if we hardly ever get the pie.
Continue reading “Planning, Plotting, Passive Aggressive Pouting, and Pie Night”
