I’m soooo grateful that my body gave me five whole days without my period before blessing me with its sacred blood and holy cramps again.
Oh is this not the gratitude journal? Must be confused… Just like my uterus.
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My to-do list keeps getting longer instead of shorter. Admittedly I’m lounging with cat and not doing anything on said list, but still.
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I had to get up at 4.42am because that’s when Ewok got up for the day.
It’s only a tiny complaint, not a big one, because he slept through the night until that time 
so I got to stay in bed all night and SLEEP.
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Listening to spa music while still being able to hear your children shouting only works so-so. 
Also, I have an anxiety stomachache without a reason that seems big enough to merit a stomachache. 
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A series of tiny complaints:
- I had the shampoo bottle upside-down because it was almost out. Marmalade put it back upside-down, but with the cap open…
- … so I had to clean all the drippy shampoo
- and get a replacement, dripping water all over the place
- but then I squeezed out some shampoo and it was white! I used it, thinking it might just be a weird shampoo (was trying a new scent of a brand I’d previously used), but no, it was conditioner in a bottle marked shampoo
- so I had to drip water all over the place and get another bottle
But thankfully it was actually shampoo and for once my habit of stockpiling stuff paid off! I’m taking it back to the store. I have 6 conditioners and 2 shampoos in my stockpile because the conditioner was on clearance.
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SOMEBODY who shall remain nameless but is known to strut around here saying meow, doesn’t think I should be allowed to walk through the apartment in my underwear. OUCH. Apparently disrobing makes me prey? My legs look like I’ve had a run-in with a cougar.
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Weren’t you saying something about getting that removed soon? Or was that just an item on the to do list.
I was singing Wonderwall this morning and I got to the part ‘there are many things that I would like to say to you but I don’t know how’ and my little dude said ‘just talk about the things’ and now I realize that the song is the expression of an emotionally immature man and I like it less.
Also that was a run on sentence.
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Even with benedryl, I didn’t quite manage 6 hours of sleep. And Husband is starting his new job and will be out of town, so I’ll be on solo puppy duty.
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I slept shitty and had to wake up early.
I’m pretty sure the shitty sleep is my own fault (playing a shit ton of video games right up until bed) but I’m still bitter about it.
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Wonderwall came out in 1995.
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But an emotionally immature man who recognizes that emotional block, which is… a start? Or was in the 90’s… and maybe there’s been progress? Unsure. Unsure.
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See I always kinda heard it as those times when words just fail us to express emotion and stuff. Like, it’s not that he doesn’t want to, or won’t try, it’s just that it’s all so much that words fail. Or something.
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I hope there’s been progress. 1995 was 23 years ago. But you never know.
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See, I related to this hard a few days back, because I have family members who just do not fucking get anxiety disorders, and now I am much recovered from mine I can get angry about stuff like people just not understanding. I don’t know how to say it to them… In a way they understand.
Edit: oh never mind it was some other similarly emo song. Anyway, my point being it might be an immature dipshit or it might be someone trying to deal with an immature dipshit.
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The rest of the song is pretty gaslighting. I feel safe in assuming that a rich white dude in his 20’s was emotionally immature. If I am wrong I will probably never know it.
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Today I have dislocated my knee and subluxated three ribs. I also have a fever and am shaking. And I have time-sensitive work to do. AKA my parents are arriving tonight and I have to prep the airbnb for them and make dinner.
But lunch was tasty, so there’s that.
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Your illness sucks.
Can your parents help out? I know things are Complicated sometimes. 
Can’t concentrate on anything until I know what the fuck is happening with my wrist; appointment isn’t for another 3 hours.
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I want food, but the pup is finally calm and sleepy on my lap.
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