Matchbox 20 Mood

Matchbox 20 Mood

Past two days I have been listening to Matchbox 20. I don’t know why but I find Rob Thomas’s voice soothing. Today I added 3 Doors Down to the playlist but the shuffle hasn’t made it there yet.

I did a lot of walking today. My calves and feet are killing me. I didn’t think I would have spoons to make dinner but I managed only to get a cramp in my bad foot. I really wanted to shower but I also had to eat something because I haven’t had anything to eat all day. I wanted to make a burrito this morning but had a severe bout of nausea so held off. I have been nauseous most of the day. I think I am getting a migraine but so far, no headache. Now that I had some food in me, I can relax a little bit more. If the soreness of my legs dissipates, I might try for a shower, though I would really love a warm bath. But I don’t have a bathtub, just a shower stall.

I saw my pdoc. I hate late afternoon appointments. I rather have early afternoon so that the day goes by quicker. I spent two hours in Starbucks just waiting for time to pass by so I could go to the appointment. I had an errand to run before hand and that is where I lost most of my spoons. It was a long walk to where I had to go because I got off on the wrong street. I was familiar with the area but they had changed so much since I last went there that I kind of lost my bearings. I ended up where I had to be though, a few blocks later. I am lucky the blocks are shorter than where I live.

The appointment went well. We talked about the Times article and she was beaming. She really liked me being published. Then she brought up what I was going to do next. Always got to be a next. I don’t think there is going to be, not for a while. I want to finish the book I am working on and get that published sometime next year. I can’t believe I am saying “next year”. I find it weird looking to the future when you are not suicidal. Course that can change in a day or two, at this point. I have had my moments the past few days. I told her there is no way I want to be famous for anything. The pressure is just too great and people are so mean. Just look at what is happening with the boy who built a clock for a science experiment. And the backlash the president is getting for it. I don’t want that, it will kill me. I’ll just have my blog and be happy with that, even if I do have to deal with one or two trolls that come along.

I got a new FB friend request today and I didn’t know the person at all. I panicked for a few minutes until I was able to see the profile pic and realized it was a bot. Haven’t had one of those in a while. This bot was friends with one of my other friends so must have picked up through the “people you may know” connection.

It’s going to be an early night. I don’t think I am going to watch or listen to the game. Last night they went to extra innings and I stayed up till the end. Then I couldn’t sleep because they lost the game. I was so mad.