I had the urge to drive really fast with my music blasting but I couldn’t because my son was in the Car. My mood switched from agitated to happy about midday. I did some manual labor to get my energy out. I weeded the front garden because it was such a beautiful day out. But I totally ****ed up my back and now I’m in pain. I was uncomfortable even standing to make my lasagna. I am disappointed because NV can’t come for dinner. But my SIL is still coming so that’s a plus.
I definitely don’t want to pick up smoking again. My mouth tastes disgusting. My cartridges should come Monday so if I can just hold out till then...it depends on my mood. If I’m super agitated like I was today then I guess I’ll just have to do it so I don’t snap at my son. I don’t want him to be the object of my wrath.
I hate being bored. I have to plan something for tomorrow.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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