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cornerofmadnessI woke up exhausted and so I remained. My stomach and guts weren't too happy either. could be sugar. could be gastric paresis. could be 'catching something.' whatever, it put me off my game all day.
I'm angry at myself. two weeks ago I cleaned out my files and found my health saving's account checks I need to pay the doc's until my deductible kicks in. I said oh good I need them especially since I put away the 'debit card' for this account last March in a 'safe place' and can't find it. Yesterday i went to get the checks...gone. quick search still gone.
today I launched a major search. Nada. WTF? I have NO idea where they went. I go medival on the living room, put everything on the table in a box (including keys I just found in another box this morning. See?I'm awful. I have no idea what those keys are for and I obviously no longer own the things they open. THROW THEM OUT). I didn't find the checks but I did find the debit card. NOT In a safe place but somehow scurried under the lazy susan comet top of my weird coffe table (where it's been for over nine months)
In the process i generated FIVE bags of recycleable paper (on top of the 5 pages I carted out last week). it's disgusting how much shit I've let build up. ugh.
I'm not neat. I've no interest in being neat. Neat makes me literally nervous. BUt this, i also do not want.
It was warm and rainy and the kids were out with the dog. THe kitten is not happy. It was so frightened of them and me that when i tried luring it with chicken it just looked longingly at the chicken and CRIED. Standing still and just watching helped since it did finally eat.
writing has been SO SLOW
ETA - For my Canadian Friends. This came to my notice in goodreads.
turning your used books into literacy programs from what they said you donate the books and the money from sales fund literacy programs
I'm angry at myself. two weeks ago I cleaned out my files and found my health saving's account checks I need to pay the doc's until my deductible kicks in. I said oh good I need them especially since I put away the 'debit card' for this account last March in a 'safe place' and can't find it. Yesterday i went to get the checks...gone. quick search still gone.
today I launched a major search. Nada. WTF? I have NO idea where they went. I go medival on the living room, put everything on the table in a box (including keys I just found in another box this morning. See?I'm awful. I have no idea what those keys are for and I obviously no longer own the things they open. THROW THEM OUT). I didn't find the checks but I did find the debit card. NOT In a safe place but somehow scurried under the lazy susan comet top of my weird coffe table (where it's been for over nine months)
In the process i generated FIVE bags of recycleable paper (on top of the 5 pages I carted out last week). it's disgusting how much shit I've let build up. ugh.
I'm not neat. I've no interest in being neat. Neat makes me literally nervous. BUt this, i also do not want.
It was warm and rainy and the kids were out with the dog. THe kitten is not happy. It was so frightened of them and me that when i tried luring it with chicken it just looked longingly at the chicken and CRIED. Standing still and just watching helped since it did finally eat.
writing has been SO SLOW
ETA - For my Canadian Friends. This came to my notice in goodreads.
turning your used books into literacy programs from what they said you donate the books and the money from sales fund literacy programs
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