Looong Day
I got up early to study, but I'm really tired. I got my recycling bin out on the street.
I took my test, but I had problems connecting to Zoom with my phone for proctoring, so I started late. I think that I did something stupid too. Oh well. Ālea iacta est. I feel like crying though, but I think that I forgot to take my meds this morning. I think that I need a nap.
And it's raining again. I might not get the lawn raked and mowed before I go. I don't think that I can run errands either. I'll go at lunchtime tomorrow. Hmm, it did stop raining, but I still think that I need to lie down.
The psychiatrist's office said that they have been trying to get in touch with me, but I haven't received a call. The office was in Danville, which is about a half-hour away, but they're going to try to get it switched to Urbana. Okay, this is weird.
I still haven't heard anything about my taxes. Bloody hell. Okay, the tax guy just called me, and I'm sending him documents tonight.
I read an article in the Washington Post about float therapy. It might be worth a try. The closest place offering it is in Decatur.
Tried to nap but couldn’t sleep.
Got my clothes in the dryer and did some dishes. Took my nighttime meds early to wind down. Now I'm working, and then I'll deal with taxes. I sent the tax docs, and someone will start on it tomorrow. I'm missing a form, though, so we'll have to file an extension.
Okay, I need to feed the beasties (Zara is telling me that she's hungry), look at an assignment, and go to bed.