I have been reading “Game of Thrones”. It is a weird book and I am trying to follow the story line but it is hard to do. I am glad the last few chapters that I have read didn’t have people die a horrible death like the first two chapters. It was hard to get past that. But I am liking the book so far, even though it is not my usual kind of book to read.
I have been in a funk the past day or so. My ankle has not been in a good mood and tomorrow I have a workshop to go to, which means walking around until I find that I am looking for. My ankle is not going to like that. Thankfully, it’s supposed to be cooler than it is today. Today is very hot again and I am not liking it. I have a vague idea where the building is for this workshop. It’s in a part of town that I am not that familiar with. It’s a writing workshop so I hope it helps me be a little more creative and focused. I have no idea how many people are going to be attending and I won’t know a single person, including the instructor. I am really nervous about going.
One of my cousins called me last night to be a pain in the ass. He usually is anyway but last night he really grated on my nerves. He asked if I had any extra money. He knows I am broke even before I get paid. Pisses me off that he would call me. He works part-time as a barber so I don’t understand why he doesn’t have a few extra bucks in his pocket. He must get tips and I doubt that the shop would make him turn them in. I just don’t get him. If I did have money, I wouldn’t give it to him anyways. I did once and it was hell. He called me every single day until he paid me back, three weeks later! It was always the same story, I will pay back on day X. Day X would come and he would pay me half. Then gave me a new X day. I told him he didn’t have to pay me back at that point. I just wouldn’t allow myself to have him borrow money from me again, and I haven’t. He works. I don’t. He is a grown man, let him figure out how to get through a pay period. I sure do and it sucks. I gave the last three dollars I had to my mother because I didn’t want to have a confrontation at Walgreens. She had bought some tissue paper without a coupon and wanted a refund. Working in retail, I know they don’t give refunds that way. Tough luck if you don’t have the coupon at the time of purchase. So I gave her the money do I didn’t have to deal with it. It was easier that way.
Since I woke up this morning, my ankle has been bothering me. It probably is still angry with me for going up and down stairs yesterday. And for some reason, the pain meds have been making me drowsier than usual, even if I take one. I don’t understand why. I have been on the same dose for years now and it never used to make me tired. It used to in the beginning but I should be used to it by now. So weird how medications work. At least the new NSAID is helping with the pain. I just wish it didn’t sometimes upset my stomach, even with having a meal. I had a turkey and ham sandwich when I took it and my stomach is still bothering me. I don’t get it. I know it’s an extended release drug so maybe that is why it is bothering me. I don’t want to stop taking it. I plan on calling my doc on Friday to tell him how it’s going. I was going to call this afternoon but it’s late now and the office is closed.
Someone on Twitter just posted a stigmatizing meme on depression. It said that 200 million people will suffer from depression and with it a loss of 17 million dollars in work loss production. Why is depression always targeted as a work loss? Why isn’t arthritis or diabetes seen as work loss days as well? It sickens me that these people who want to destigmatize mental health are hindering it with these numbers. How is a person supposed to be open with their employer when they could get canned because they call out too much for their illness? Or worse, be open during the interview and not get hired because their employer will see this as work loss production. It just astounds me, and pisses me off.
I was thinking of making fish and chips tonight but it’s too hot in the kitchen to turn on the oven. I don’t know what I will have for dinner tonight. Maybe I will have just a bagel.
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