Final Masquerade in Every day scata

Linkin Park.

5:45 am

Dammit, I should have got more coffee before sitting down. I’ll brb (yes I’m aware this isn’t live, I just do that in fun ::insert eye roll here::)

Cig, check. Made coffee (because I forgot), check. Nuked leftover coffee, check.

I’m trying really hard not to be depressed, or rather act depressed today. This is the beginning of it. Although my inability to spell shit this morning is pissing me off.

Cleaning at #3’s house today. Hopefully I’ll be left alone some of the time. She told me that she has “some guy” coming at 10 am to do something with the sheds. I have no clue, either. So I’m going half hour early so she can tell me the exact same thing she told me yesterday in regards to what she wants done. Then she can deal with “some guy” and the sheds. hmm. I think I’m going to bring my taser. the term she used “Some Guy” kind of weirds me out. If she knows the person, she says the name, because 99% of the time I know them.

Omg I need my allergy pills so badly! My nose is stuffed up and my eyes are itchy. Most places require a scrip for it, but ::knock on wood:: they don’t require it at the Wally World in Warrenton. Because, you know idjit doctor probably wouldn’t give me a scrip. She would tell me to use a Neti pot or some shit. Trust me, I’ve used every OTC med out there from the cheapest one to the one I use without the “D” (heheheh I want the “D” lol lol) it semi works, but I still have to take.. Chlorphenamine! on top of it to be able to breathe right. I actually bought a huge bottle for Skittles (dogs take it for allergies too!) but it’s human medicine.

Well, I’m going to go for now.

1:10 pm

And off with the brace!! omg that feels good.

I really want to take a Flexeril, but I also don’t want to fall asleep. I don’t know why it affected me so badly this morning! I never get drowsy with it! EVER! I guess I’ll see how I feel in a half hour or so. I’m hurting pretty bad at the moment, but maybe it will ease up some. If not, flexeril and a nap it is.

Worked for #2 today. First she had me filing. I hate papers. Why isn’t everything paperless yet??? Then I washed some windows, Did the bathrooms, cleaned the stove, swept and mopped the floor. That’s just about all I did. I had to make it really stretch out, and I still couldn’t get it to 4 hours total. If my back wasn’t as bad as it is, I could have moved furniture around and really cleaned underneath stuff, but my back said “Are you out of your fuckin’ mind?!” My brain said “He’s right, you know. You should listen to him for a change.”

::sigh:: I hate when parts of my body are in agreement with each other.

I have my envelopes, and 11 stamps. I’m going to pick a few B&B’s to send out the cleaning flyer out.

Ugh My phone just rang. It’s in the other room. I better go see who called and if i can answer them with a text.

7:01 pm

I ended up taking the Flexeril with the Tramadol. Laid down and was out for 4 hours. 4 HOURS. And I was OUT out.

And no, my back doesn’t feel much better.

So, I’ll take another Flexeril at bed time. lol betcha 20 I won’t sleep a wink.

Seriously, though. I need to get some labs done. I am constantly exhausted. I take all my supplements and vitamins and meds like a good girl. The meds don’t make me tired (one I’ve been on for years). Hell, I can take two of my Haldol and still be completely functional, so this exhaustion is something other than my meds. Feh. It could just be that I’m anemic. Whatevah. I’ll call to make the appointment some day.

I’m sorry I haven’t been keeping up with everyone. But I can’t sit long and my concentration is fucking shit the past few days. I promise I’ll take the day Saturday and get to reading :)