Jan 09, 2020 20:21
Right now I have a cough that varies from being an annoying small cough to a tubercular hack. Fun! Jeff has been sick off and on for almost two weeks, poor guy.
I bought an exercise bike and I've been using it almost every day. First at 10 minutes, now at 15. That sounds pathetic except that I've begun huffing and puffing when I walk fast. I'm too old to be this out of shape.
My therapist has been unavailable because reasons and I've had to see my psychiatrist instead. Not only is he a constant mansplainer, I get the impression he's constructing a persona for me that's more heroically crazy than I actually am. I want my therapist back.
I really really really want to write something but I'm going through one of those times when I have several ideas at once and can't pick one and go with it.
I'm doing laundry and I changed the litterbox and I hate it. The news just keeps being a fucking ongoing never-ending nightmare. God, I hate Republicans.
exercise,
writer fail,
personal