My husband and I finally got home from our three-day house hunting excursion. It was a learning experience, and quite tiring with some stress, especially as Hubby has been unwell through it all. At this moment he is snoring and it's only 7:35 pm. I'm feeling a bit shaky. Probably from the stress, my poor sleep recently, and because I forgot my morning medications. I think it's way too late to take them at this juncture. I did just take my evening medications. I've supposed to have been taking all my evening meds at around 6 pm/7 pm except the extra 200 mg quetiapine IR which the pdoc added to take at 9 pm. During the whole trip and tonight I've taken all of it simultaneously. Too much to remember a third dosing during such chaos! Plus, maybe I need to take it all earlier, as some nights I can't fall asleep at a reasonable time. And then I still wake up again and again or too early. Last time I saw my pdoc he AGAIN repeated that "If I were to change your meds I would have prescribed Lithium and/or Abilify. In response, I again told him that Lithium (on two different occasions) did little, gave me up to 10 side effects, and eventually gave me kidney damage. He AGAIN said "Yes, it is countraindicated with kidney damage." [Sending a middle finger in his general direction.]

Earlier today, while still away, Hubby received an email from our landlady stating that the house is sold, and the buyers want us out by the end of September. Talk about pressure! With that in mind, we've decided to put on hold house hunting and rather start looking for a storage facility for our stuff, a moving company (to take it to storage), and a cheaper rental so we can buy some time looking for a house. I do NOT want to rush buying a place that we're not 100% sure about, but want out of the current place asap. The landlady said the new buyers want to start working on the property outside WHILE we're still living here. I find that extremely invasive. Plus, why should we be paying full rent when another person is already taking up a type of residence here, of sorts. The landlady is not acting in a reasonable way. She is also trying to push us to rent one of her other properties that we've refused twice already. The place is a hell hole ("depression-inducing" as Hubby put it) and she wanted to charge the same price as our current rent. She acts like the offer is a favor, but I think it's purely her hopes to get us out quick and put the screws to us with a junkier place and help keep lining her pockets. If she brings it up again in front of me, I'm going to get extremely assertive about the refusal.

I took an at-home covid test and it was negative. That matters little, if Hubby's PCR test comes back positive on Monday. I have an extremely mild tickle in my chest, but it could be in my head. My main discomfort has been the stress, and my sleep issues' effect on it. The irrational desire to "run away" has been coming and going for quite some time. I think since early June. But I hold firm. Clenched fists. Teeth grinding. Come at me if you dare! But like a pressure cooker that hasn't enough chance to shed sufficient steam...after far too long..an explosion could loom, and if it blows it will be very very ugly! No tears, just fire, and perhaps the same red hot one as from spontaneous combustion of a linseed soaked rag on a 100 F sun scorcher.