ok so technically in this day- I have stood up for myself at work- A Big Plus- I went totally by the book to explain my stuff-- and I talked with a co-worker (wink wink) that is at work and I will be pleasant when I go in for what I said has gotten through-
I drove home even though I was scared but I also called to let my supervisor know I would be leaving early due to the icy roads, she was cool with it- and that is another thing I am always scared to call her to ask if it is ok for me to leave, i did that today.
I came home, rumpaged around for I want to do projects here lately and remembered that my sister wanted a copy of our family photo and guess what this printer scans! I was impressed by it which I already wrote about. But I remembered to do this which was a request so long ago- I wrote a note; I just need envelope and stamps (this too for bills eek)
I worked on jewelery and made a really cool nice piece that is like for my "teenage" side and a really pretty piece that I could wear to work that is more adult like.
I thanked my boyfriend for him being with me and being part of my life and I dear gasp to say it on here- part of my therapy as people see it.
I thanked him for talking to me on silly matters, serious matters, and matters that just tick me off or make me laugh or just bother me.

This last thing that I did right was that I put a request for a refill for my meds (Per the lady at the county on her message she said it would be best to do it 7-5 days before running out and it would be best for the pharamacy to call- I guess they do no refills on all patients or something- cuz that is what my bottle says); so I figure since no refills, it would take a day or two just for that; then what ever extra time she needs to get it approved-- I am 8 days out- I hope this is not too soon.. and sorry if it is..
I think this drug has slightly made me (not full blown manic but hypomanic) I have been up since about 21:00 Last night, went to work and I have not felt tired at all though I try to lay in bed..

OH I wrote a lot in my journal as well on the so many flighty thoughts I was having on stuff about me, therapy and ptsd and *past* drug abuse of mine, and inner child and stuff like that-- i think that is a good thing right

I will finish my ginger ale, probably smoke a cig, and try to lay back down.... sleep come please and head stop wanting to do things- i want to do projects (beading, art, etc) or get stuff ready, which IDK what that is about...