The Couch 149 : Boby Lives On!

I take 150mg a night of seroquel...so 75 is nothing to me
me too!
The purple pile is when i was doing roller derby, but quit after a year because a comment hurt my feelings (). I was telling her that I understand that I was doing a bit better while I was doing derby, but that the "wrongness" of doing something good for myself was always there, and clearly was just a thin layer, because i quit over something stupid.

Then she drew the purple mountain, saying that year put a tiny dent into my ***** pile, but not nearly enough to overwhelm my ***** feelings about myself. The tiny red line on the left is how i am now, which is isolated and alone.

Edit: I told her I would hang it on a wall, because it was such a masterpiece

Awe I like that graphic a lot. I wish you the means to overcome your **** pile

thanks anais

Dumbness: I wasted my last beer in my fridge yesterday.... I should have saved it for a "last shower in my own shower" SHOWER BEER

ughhhhhh anais when will you learn???

Boby hissed at me

heeeeey couchies crunching on baby carrots is proving therapeutic today

nomnomnom

I can;'t stand journal articles with impossibly long titles. Brevity is better

Is Boby ok?

Yeah. I let him on the porch and he started hissing at me. Maybe he just got freaked out. We're inside now on the couch

Ctas get freaked by the strangest things. My old cat couldn't walk past a certain point in the hall way without doing that freaked out thing with the arched back ears back bouncing on 4 legs thing. every time.

Velcro-I hope you get the bedbug thing cleared up.

I tried doing one of those coloring things on my ipad thinking I would find it more interesting than I do on paper. I did not. It bores me senseless.

Maybe he found all the pictures of him you post on the internet?

Something else amusing from session today. I wear a Fitbit Charge 2, and I have notifications on. One thing it does is try to get me to take 250 steps each hour. At 10 minutes of the hour (so, like, 2:50), it vibrates and lets me know how many steps I have to go to hit 250. (If I've already hit 250, it doesn't vibrate.)

It vibrated at 2:50 in session, meaning I had some steps to go. I often talk with my hands, particularly in therapy, for some reason. I was doing that today, and 2 minutes after it first vibrated, I'd hit my "step" goal by waving my arm. It made me laugh, and I felt I had to share in session why I was laughing. So, I guess therapy can be exercise!

So I'm making another bulletin board for my classroom tonight. I'm too cheap to buy a Cricut, so I'm cutting the letters by hand. 9 letters down, 62 to go.

Anyone want to come help? I have scissors to cut and hard cider.

Oh lawd

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Me me me me!!!

I have the same one!

I also have the Charge 2, and I was perplexed when I hit my step goal one day last week during the workshop training I was in. I thought about it and finally realized it was all the gesturing I was doing as part of the simulation practice.

Ugh.. anxiety is getting bad again. Rationally, I know that I have a lot going on. Starting college again, hopefully will start subbing in a school district so I am trying to get paperwork done for that.. kids start school in a month and I always question my school choice from them. But- it doesn't stop me from having panic attacks. Why?? Why, why, why?!

Ugh, anxiety like that is awful, healed. I hope that it passes soon.

Teaching is a contact sport, guys. I have one finger that hurts from the way that I hold the scissors (left handed) and I just stabbed another finger with the point of the scissors.

Scissor-holding cramps are the WORST.

One of the many reasons I am not a k-12 teacher -too many crafts.
(and I don't really like children, and lesson plans would do me in etc etc etc - but the craft thing is a big one)

Wish I could help cut out the letters daisydid! I'm sitting here feeling like doing something constructive this evening but the stuff that needs doing in my house does not interest me in the least so cutting out letters would be welcome!

I grilled some chicken earlier, but don't feel like eating it. Well, hubby enjoyed it anyway.

God, you aren't kidding, SD. I hope all of this is worth it in the end, but the nihilist in me says this whole endeavor is pointless.

Art, come over. If not letter cutting I have a million things I would farm out right now if I could.