13,700 Days Alive
It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m at the apartment, laying in bed with Mellon. We’re likely to celebrate the new year by sleeping.
Take your meds, folks.
13,700 Days Alive
It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m at the apartment, laying in bed with Mellon. We’re likely to celebrate the new year by sleeping.
Take your meds, folks.
13,699 Days Alive
1 Mellon in My Company
I picked up my meds from the pharmacy today. It was almost $150 rather than the $120 I had budgeted. Yikes.
But at least I have a ninety day supply.
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I’m grinding out my magic skill on RuseScape with Mellon.
Today was uneventful. I worked, came home, ate something.
That’s about it. oh, and Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it.
Take your meds, folks.
13,692 Days Alive
-24 Degree Fahrenheit Wind Chill
I made bacon Mac and Cheese for dinner today. Not too rich, as I used both heavy cream and milk to make the roux.
Continue reading “Of Wind Chill and Whisking”13,687 Days Alive
2 Interviews in the Morning
I’m tired but anxious. I have an interview at a grocery store in the morning. And a phone interview for a bank teller position.
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1 Gingersnap Cookie Eaten
I got all weather tires today. It cost a pretty penny. But I’ll be safe driving for my interview Monday and throughout the winter.
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67 Job Applications Filled Out
3 Rejections So Far
Welp. I did the thing. meaning shaved off all my hair in a low-grade fit of boredom. Or mania. I’m not sure.
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1178 Days Straight on Duolingo
4 Years Since Daddy’s Passing
1 Cold Day
I met up with one of my siblings today to pass along my old Kindle to my mother. It went relatively well, though my sibling was over half an hour late.
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1 New/Old Video Game Picked Up
Mellon and I took up playing RuneScape this evening. It’s an old video game from 2001.
It’s really fun and we’ll be able to game together and do quests without my computer overheating. I really need to get a cooling mat for the old girl.
Speaking of need, I need to get a set of old man cat stairs for Spock. I’ve noticed he sometimes has trouble jumping down from the bed. I’ve added some to my Amazon wishlist, but it’s unfortunately low on the financial priority list.
Financially? I’m a little fucked. I’m getting maybe under fifty hours a paycheck. Ugh. I’m going to have to get a second job.
I, thankfully, have supportive and wonderful friends so I was able to get my meds. I am going to have to ask the Papas for help with groceries, but we have a good bit before I need to do that. At least a week or so.
I can’t wait for the end of the month. I won’t be able to go see Mellon til their birthday on the 31st. I’ve asked off so I can take the train to see them. I miss them a lot.
We had a discussion last night about how I wasn’t ready to say that I love Mellon, as I’m a little gun shy emotionally after the fiasco that was my divorce. But the potential for a deeper emotional connection is completely on the table. We just need to keep communicating as we have been, open and honest.
I’m going to head to bed. I’m bleedy, over-hydrated, and exhausted.
Take your meds, folks.
13,665 Days Alive
1 Fond, Sad Goodbye for Now
Well, Mellon is back home in Indiana now. He caught the South Shore Line back home this afternoon.
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3 Small Business Supported
1 Big Pot of Jambalaya Made
I got to cook with Mellon today.
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5 Christmas Trees at the Papas’ House
3 Orders of Bao Buns
1 S’mores Rolled Ice Cream
My morning started with tea. A nice cup of Constant Comment, a spiced black tea that the Papas favor.
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1 Pot of Rotisserie Chicken Noodle Soup Made
Well, I had an almost full English breakfast this morning, sans black pudding because I don’t care for blood sausage.
Continue reading “Of English and Egg Noodles”