it's a convoluted mess
After being diagnosed with ADHD, so many things from my past made so much more sense. Off hand, I can’t really pinpoint specific instances, but a lot of things just make sense to me that I never understood about myself. Why I handled things the way I did in school and at work. Why I struggled with certain aspects of my daily life that never made any sense in my head. That diagnosis brought me… Keep reading…The past knows what you did…
I was supposed to go back to the psychiatrist tomorrow (today?) for my med-check on the Ritalin experiment. But I got a voicemail from Dr. Meyers’ office today saying that they’d had a death in the family and all of their appointments for Friday, July 30th were being moved to Wednesday, August 4th. That’s unfortunate. In more ways than one. It just prolongs my frustration with the failure of the Ritalin. I quit taking it… Keep reading…No promises, no demands…
I’m not sure which is more frustrating, having a storyline I can’t seem to get the characters right for, or having a pile of characters I can’t find a story to put them into? I find myself struggling with the latter more than the former at the moment, but mostly because I just don’t have any decent storylines to work with right now. I have a few ideas rolling around, but nothing that could really… Keep reading…Am I right side up or upside down…
I have been put in charge of planning baby shower games. This is a disaster waiting to happen. A.) I am so not a party planner. I just got done “planning” my wedding reception. The plan? “Here’s FOOD. EAT IT.” B.) My idea of a good time is being holed-up in my cave with Bob playing video games and being snarky about stupid people. C.) I don’t even know the people who will be attending… Keep reading…You know you want to hire me…
When Bob and I got married, all was right in the world. Small as our wedding was, it was perfect. But we were missing one little thing…one…minor detail…a celebration with family and friends. And without that, there did feel like a small piece of the puzzle was missing. We never wanted a big wedding, especially not the ceremony. I agonized over a lot of things, some necessary, most not, because that’s just the way my… Keep reading…Today and Every Day…
I’ve been extremely sensitive to cigarette smoke for more than half my life. It gives me a headache within minutes. It aggravates my sinuses and makes them swell. It makes my lungs seize. It makes me cough like I’m going to expel my lungs clear out of my chest. That same coughing yanks at my gag reflex and stomach in ways I don’t care to discuss. It’s not fun. I avoid it at all costs… Keep reading…Standing stretching every nerve…