the countdown begins
I'm feeling a bit loose between the ears today. I chock it up to these things:
1. Sleep deprivation: I have been having insomnia and violent nightmares likely due to #2. Still hung over from the sleep aids too.
2. Stress (work, money, rinse repeat): Jacqui is in the hospital with a severe brain injury. The books are screwy, and there is not enough money in the account to pay me or anything else. Not quite sure what to do. I'll figure something out. I always do.
3. The "Christmas tree" in the back yard:
http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jenna_97401/album?.dir=/f91a
And coordinating with the insurance to get their butts out here and get the thing gone - or at least chopped and stacked along the house for firewood next year.
4. Forgetting to fill my thyroid prescription: I forgot how much that affects my energy and happiness levels. Three days and this will be fixed.
5. Gramma's death and assorted holidays
The last six months have been a serious test of my fortitude. I have reached a point where I am not sure if I am coping or suppressing. I just feel numb all the time.
Time to go inflict myself upon the unwashed masses and pick up my prescription.
1. Sleep deprivation: I have been having insomnia and violent nightmares likely due to #2. Still hung over from the sleep aids too.
2. Stress (work, money, rinse repeat): Jacqui is in the hospital with a severe brain injury. The books are screwy, and there is not enough money in the account to pay me or anything else. Not quite sure what to do. I'll figure something out. I always do.
3. The "Christmas tree" in the back yard:
http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jenna_97401/album?.dir=/f91a
And coordinating with the insurance to get their butts out here and get the thing gone - or at least chopped and stacked along the house for firewood next year.
4. Forgetting to fill my thyroid prescription: I forgot how much that affects my energy and happiness levels. Three days and this will be fixed.
5. Gramma's death and assorted holidays
The last six months have been a serious test of my fortitude. I have reached a point where I am not sure if I am coping or suppressing. I just feel numb all the time.
Time to go inflict myself upon the unwashed masses and pick up my prescription.