A day like another

Dec 30, 2020 22:00

Last night I had nice dreams. They were nice, but there was a threatening undertone; it was like a bright sunny day with thunder rumbling in the distance.
Sometimes I wish my life would be like in my dreams. I always have all these interesting adventures, and I have never had a dream where I am bullied by my delusions.

After waking up at noon, I checked my bank app and noticed that I had not received the weekly allowance, but I had received a refund from an order. I decided to pay my library fees with it.
I got up, took my morning meds and biotin supplement, and got dressed. I had basically lost my interest in today because I had not received the money, but I would still have the day left and besides, I would receive the money tomorrow.

I changed the towels and scrubbed the toilet bowl.

I called my mother and asked her if I can come over, she said I can.

I took a bus to my parents' home, my mom let me in. She made me baked beans and coffee, I also had chocolates and fruitcake and orange juice.

Later I took a bus back home. I wanted to visit a few shops, but I lost my interest because the delusions were bothering me again.

I noticed that shops are already selling Valentine's day cards. I will start buying them on Sunday; I have 62 Valentine's day cards I will mail, ten Valentine's day cards I will give to people like my dressmaker, my favorite librarian, and my favorite shops. I will also buy six cards, one for each of my friends; Anton, Eleclya, Mirette, Furby, and both Riges.

I went back home. I picked up my clothes from the drying room.
In the evening I took my evening medicine and brushed my teeth.
I have decided to lay off using skincare products until my the skin on my face has healed, and I get to order a new set of reusable cotton swabs. I only have about five of them left.

Today was a good day, absolutely nothing bad had happened.

Tomorrow I will wash my hair and put on a hair mask.
Mirette and I will go thrift store shopping, and then we will go to Eleclya's home to celebrate New Year. About at midnight, we will go on a high hill to watch fireworks.

On Friday, I will go visit my parents. I will walk there and back.

On Saturday, I will do the weekly housework; I will change the towels and put fresh sheets into my bed, scrub the toilet bowl, and take out the recycling.
I will go visit my parents again.

On Sunday, I will go visit my parents. They will give me the weekly allowance.
I will make the weekly phonecall to my granny. 

window shopping, real life, housework, food, parents, dreams

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