Water and gas service returned just before noon yesterday. Once everyone had pooped, the kids each retreated to their respective rooms and I barely saw either of them the rest of the day. I went to bed and died until time for the Penn St/Purdue game. I made it to halftime, barely. I mean, once Morrissette caught a would-be touchdown out of bounds because he was confused by the home-field paint job, the game was pretty much over. Here’s the clip:
After that, I put frozen chicken enchiladas in the oven for dinner and struggled to stay awake until they were done. I was in bed by 7:30. Solaris climbed onto my shoulder and there he stayed for the duration of the night.
G was the only one who seemed to have any life in him yesterday. The boy actually made his own coffee so that he could stay awake playing games. I know this because there were still a couple of cups’ worth left in the pot this morning. Hey, it was Saturday. There’s no reason for him to be up early today. The kid’s entitled to some fun.
I wish I could adequately explain how horrifyingly painful this headache is. The neurologist told me years ago that I don’t have migraines, but rather cluster headaches. I know how those feel and this isn’t that. I wish it were. I know how to treat cluster headaches. Nothing seems to be working. OTC meds are useless. Changes in diet (within the narrow range in which that is possible) have yielded no results. I cry through the night. I’d scream if I thought it would do any good. Taking the dogs outside is a dangerous proposition for fear that I might get too dizzy and fall. I dare not leave my phone behind, ever.
I want to say “thank you” to those who sent a bit of help yesterday. Unfortunately, I must repeat the request. My details are, Venmo: @C_I_Letbetter, and CashApp: $ciletbetter. Kat only has Venmo: @Katherine-Franson85.
Two weeks from today I turn 64. I don’t feel like celebrating at the moment. Perhaps I will by then. I’m definitely not doing a photoshoot this year (iykyk). But with G’s birthday and Thanksgiving the week before and end-of-the-month bills, can we afford to do anything at all? I’m not sure we can. The holidays are looking incredibly lean.
I don’t feel like typing anymore this morning. I’m sorry.
Monday Morning Update: 11/18/24
We are running on fumes and coffee grounds this morning as I’m trying to keep my eyes open after what might have been two hours of sleep last night if it’s all stitched together. Kat didn’t fare much better. Making matters all the more frustrating were the animals that woke us 30 minutes earlier than normal. I took the dogs outside and even the neighbor’s rooster was being annoyingly loud. I might say that I’m looking forward to going back to sleep, but I can’t. I have to try to get an appointment with the neurologist and wait for the insurance company to call back. I’m relatively certain that neither of those things will happen on a schedule I find satisfactory.
Should I buy milk or pay the bills? I can do one or the other but not both. If you feel inclined to help, my Venmo is @C_I_Letbetter, and CashApp is $ciletbetter. No obligation. I know this is a tight time of the year for everyone’s budget.
Spirit Airlines filed for bankruptcy this morning. I know how they feel.
The Russia/Ukraine war is about to get nastier. After 1,000 days of this mess, people on both sides of the ever-moving lines are sick and tired of the whole thing.
45 pro-democracy activists face sentencing in Hong Kong. When having a different political opinion becomes a crime, is anyone safe?
Trump’s Pentagon pick paid woman after sex assault allegation but denies wrongdoing. No third-party vetting was done. Standard FBI background checks were skipped. Were you expecting anything different from a racist, rapist felon?
Air pollution in Delhi is fifty times the safe limit. Meanwhile, the US looks to gut clean air laws. Please, make it all make sense.
One cruise line is offering a four-year escape for those who want it. I suppose that’s fine for those who have the cash to pay for four years of living in advance. Most of us are just trying to pay for our next meal.
Today is the anniversary of the 1978 Jonestown Massacre, and now we can understand why. Remember, Jim Jones got his start right here in Indy.
Hurricane season isn’t over. Why would it be with such an abundance of hot air over Florida?
Black, Hispanic, and LGBTQIA+ people are getting threatening texts again. Don’t expect it to stop. This is a new reality and we’ve no choice but to stand up to this racism. Neo-Nazis marched on Columbus, OH over the weekend as well. Sure, “officials” condemned the action, but who the fuck approved that permit? When are we going to put these idiots in the ground? Are we going to wait and let them shoot first? Bad idea.
Tickets for European sex parties are on the rise by as much as 500 percent. Disclaimer, we’re members of one of the organizing entities mentioned in the article. Politics isn’t the only reason these events are popular.
The NY Times says social media is veering to the right. This is a fixable problem. Be loud. Be proud. Ban the trolls.
We’ve got rain moving in overnight and a decent chance of snow by Thursday. If you thought you were miserable this morning, just wait, it gets worse.
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