I've just recently started going out of my house after a few months of staying in because of bad anxiety and fatigue. I went into this one store to find a particular kind of Powerade and Gatorade. I tried grabbing the last basket which was attached to the floor. Then the greeter started *****ing at me about how the basket was attached and how they were out of baskets. Its like "lady I just spent 10 minutes puking my guts out into a bucket. I'm just trying to buy some Gatorade." I didn't say that, I just walked on. I picked up 4 bottles and on my way out I saw her start to move a big pile of baskets that were hidden somewhere and I gave her a dirty look which she saw. What an ***.

Anyways I got some food from another store and now I have my shorts on and I'm lying in bed. I have to do laundry and make some jello.

I just threw up after putting my laundry in the dryer and the second load in the wash. A lot of bending over. This isn't very good I don't think...