This was the first day in a week that I legit felt well enough physically to run errands. I went to a couple grocery stores to check out the Christmas stuff. I didn’t find anything good. Then I went to the gas station and I found a couple bottles of the new gingerbread Mountain Dew. Before I had only been finding cases. I then got my haircut and it was a complete mess before and she did a really good job on it. I was worried I’d look like a butch lesbian but I look like a normal masculine modern guy. Then I decided to look for a 15 pound weighted blanket and I asked my mom if she could run into the store I applied and got a job offer for and then turned them down. She said I should come in with her. I figured they wouldn’t recognize me since I only met with them once and that was 3 months ago and I’m wearing a hoodie, hat, camo pants and medical mask today instead of a button up shirt, no hat, jeans, high top Vans, and N95 mask. Not to mention I’m 10 pounds less then I was back then. So of course they do recognize me. The manager who I dealt with was off in the Christmas aisle with a few employees and the cashier I dealt with back then was upfront. The manager and I exchanged glances every once in awhile but the cashier was preoccupied with other things. I found a 10 pound weighted throw blanket which I bought and then I just left. I just don’t get how they recognized me to begin with.

But this time change is still kinda messing with me and I woke up early and my anxiety is tough but things have eased up since yesterday. The weighted throw is nice but it’s basically just the size of a regular blanket. it’s completely covering me and there’s still some just hanging on the bed. So it’s pretty big and I’ll probably end up sleeping with it most of the time.