Every month, when I write a check for the mortgage payment, I giggle inwardly at the fact that the amount due after escrow is so many dollars and 69 cents.
I will apparently never grow up. I am perfectly OK with this.
Every month, when I write a check for the mortgage payment, I giggle inwardly at the fact that the amount due after escrow is so many dollars and 69 cents.
I will apparently never grow up. I am perfectly OK with this.
Today’s personal epiphany: I have trouble differentiating physical fatigue from depression or mental fatigue. When I can’t summon any cares to give, it doesn’t occur to me that I might just need to go to bed earlier tonight. #mentalhealth
Connor (age 10), first thing in the morning: I’m hungry!
Me (unamused): You wanna try that again?
Connor: OK… May I please be hungry?
I hit the button to start writing a new post, and now I have a blank page staring back at me.
I’m here because I’m feeling kind of blah, and have felt that way for a good part of the day, for no discernible reason. Worked from home this morning, took my son to a doctor’s appointment this afternoon. Read a magazine because I didn’t want to play on my phone anymore. Ordered sushi for dinner (Connor requested a Philly roll and a Salmon Skin roll).
Haven’t wanted to do a damn thing this whole afternoon. There’s stuff I’ve wanted to get done, but nothing I wanted to take action on. I recognize this mood: if I’m not careful, I’ll end up watching YouTube for two or three hours and possibly eating an after-dinner snack and two desserts.
I received a friend request from a duplicate account on Facebook that actually does seem likely to be who they say they are. Still, though, I’m skeptical of all duplicate FB accounts. I contacted them via all other channels to verify — multiple email addresses, their other FB account — with no answer yet. I’m a little concerned, but not sure what I can do, and that’s not helping my funk right now.
If I don’t distract myself somehow, I’ll start down the path of legit reasons I have to be down on myself, and that’s definitely not helpful.
We’ll see.
When rescheduling a routine dental cleaning becomes essentially skipping this one entirely and scheduling the next one for January 2023, maybe it’s time to find a new dentist.