Saturday Blog 12082023

Saturday Blog 12082023

I woke up dreading the day. I woke up so much later than I wanted to. I had another night of weird dreams and headaches. So much broken sleep made me not want to get up so I just stayed in bed. I finally got up because I was hungry. It was 1530. I fucking hated getting up so late. I had two cups of coffee and made some eggs, with no cheese. The cheese was all stuck together and I just didn’t want to deal with it. This is how cranky I was. I hate my fucking life. The towels are still not folded and my sister put a bunch of Tupperware on the kitchen table. Why, I don’t know.

After drinking my second cup of coffee, I went back to my room to fill out the cab vouchers and put on my sneakers. I was contemplating how to go from one end of town to the other to pick up my med that I have been without the past two nights. I just decided to do one task at a time. I called the cab and then went downstairs to grab a couple of reusable bags then went outside to wait for it. I should have had the cab wait for me as I was in the store for maybe ten minutes. I got what I needed and then went home. I put the stuff away and then did my meds for the week. As I did this, I drank some water. I also checked the ballgame as it was playing. We are losing right now 6-1. After I did my meds for the week, I checked the bus schedule. No rest for the weary as the bus was coming. Ugh. I put my sneakers on and left.

The bus dropped me off at the Square. I didn’t know if I wanted something to drink or not. I have three dollars left to me until I get paid again. I got my med and then missed the bus on the way home. I had to wait another twenty minutes for the next one. I was tired already and I had started out with negative spoons. I thought about making the chocolate pie today but I am too damn tired. I will make it tomorrow.

I stopped in the store to get a chocolate bar on the way home. I needed chocolate badly. I figure I deserve it as I did my errands for the day. I still hate my life. I am so fucking tired. I walked almost 3,000 steps. I don’t know what time I am going to take my meds. I had been taking them between 1900 and 1930. I was hoping for some sleep improvement but no such luck. I set a couple of alarms for tomorrow so I would be up to make the sauce and pie. I hope I bought enough pasta. They had medium size bags of cavatellis so I grabbed two. I have no idea how many ounces they were. I just know if I have another crappy sleep, I am going to be in a bitchy mood tomorrow again. I hate being in a bitchy mood.