in a mood and a half

In a mood and a half

My alarms went off this morning but I didn’t get up until 10. I still had time to catch the bus and have a cup of coffee. I wasn’t feeling like leaving the house. I hate when I spend a few days in because it is so hard to leave afterwards. After I had a cup of coffee and a donut, I went to go get dressed. I wasn’t going to make the bus that was coming so I thought I would catch the following bus. Either I took too long getting dressed or the bus was early. Either way, I missed it. I had to wait a half hour for the next one, which meant I couldn’t get my meds or go to Starbucks as I was going to be late for class.

When the train finally reached campus, the opposite train had pulled in. I thought about skipping class but I went reluctantly. I hate being late but being it’s better to be late than never. The professor was talking about the new book and how there were problems. I had missed two classes so I was behind. I didn’t read the rest of the book. We went over it today. I wasn’t getting any of the concepts he was talking about.

When class was over, I waited for the shuttle. As I was walking toward the train station, I was out of breath. I kept pushing and took the elevator to the platform rather than going down the stairs. I was really huffing. I had my mask off and thought about taking it off. The train came so I was able to rest. Then the train stopped soon after it left the station. We were delayed like 10 minutes or more. I was not happy as I felt trapped. I just wanted to get home. I went to Starbucks for a mocha and something to eat. I was in a mood and wanted a reward for going to class. After I ate, I went to the pharmacy to pick up my meds. I wasn’t able to get my migraine med because I don’t have the money for it. I won’t have money until Mon. I got to pay three bills.

I went to the bus stop and the bus was late. I was so annoyed. I just wanted to go the fuck home. I had to pee, of course. I finally reached my stop and walked as quickly as I could to relieve my bladder. I was so out of breath. There were icy spots on the way home so I was careful. It had warmed up some and there wasn’t much wind, which was nice.

Now that I am home, I am debating on taking a nap. I am so tired. The sandwich I had at Starbucks has flared up my gallbladder. I feel bloated and gassy. I have to work on my Italian. And read my English book. I should probably finish it by Sunday. I am just hoping tomorrow I am not too tired. I still need to do Italian homework. The professor assigned a text and it is all in Italian. I have no idea what it is saying. Then we have to answer some questions and I don’t know what they are saying either. It’s “fun”.