Blogging after midnight and other things
I started a word doc called “After Midnight Blog”. Twice I have started it, changing it around and trying to organize my thoughts in the early morning hours. Twice, I don’t get more than 151 words down. One of these day it will be published, but not today. I just start writing whatever comes to my mind and then I get tired enough to go back to sleep.
I had another bad night of sleeping. I woke up around 3. I felt energized and thought I would be up all night but was able to go back to sleep around 5 after I had a bowl of cereal. I put my phone on “do not disturb”. I’m glad I did because I had a shit load of messages when I got up around an hour ago. My computer friend got back to me. He priced a new screen but I think because my laptop is old, it’s not going to be worth replacing. Crap. I’ll see what he says. I really would rather pay $50 for a new screen than $500 for a new laptop.
I was a little hungry so I had another bowl of cereal. I didn’t feel like making anything else. My mother called me and asked if I wanted pasta with peas. I don’t care. She’ll be making it in about an hour. I don’t feel like going back downstairs as my ankle is hurting me. It has me really depressed today. I feel really low and don’t want to do a damn thing. I need a shower but don’t have the energy.
I fricken fucked up. I usually keep a spreadsheet of the time I take my pain meds. When I woke up a few hours ago, I didn’t put it in. Now I don’t remember if I took my meds or not. I’m starting to feel like I am going through withdrawal so my guess is not. Fucking hate this shit.