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Not a good day. Started out alright and then I was late for busking and then when I eventually left I got about as far as Canary Wharf and then just couldn't deal any more and turned around and came home and spent most of the day alternating between crying and sleeping and having nightmares. Half of what I was crying about was having no money, of course, which is not terribly helpful - going out and busking today would have been helpful, in that I would have a bit more money. Still not nearly enough, but a hell of a lot more than I've got now. Oh, and I did something odd to the fourth finger on my left hand and it hurts; still have a full range of motion and so on, so I don't think there's much to be done about it except wait for it to stop hurting. Ankle is nearly better but I'm nervous of Aikido tonight. I didn't manage busking yesterday morning either but at least I sat in Green Park and tried to organise some things.
Maybe forgetting to take my medication today was a bad thing, although judging by the 2 or 3 times I've forgotten in the past, it doesn't usually do that to me until evening. Good one, ewt. Way to self-sabotage.
What with all the crying and the sleeping I didn't get much done today. I had lunch. I updated my wishlist, which is a reality-avoiding timesink if ever there was one. As if things are really going to make me feel better. Still, a lot of them will make my life circumstantially easier and more convenient, and there's value in that in and of itself. I hope.
( self-indulgent depressive whinge )
Good grief. Hand, staple, forehead.
So what can I do to salvage this day? Take my medication - late is better than missing the dose. Put clean sheets on the bed, get a load a laundry in so I can hang it out tomorrow morning if it isn't raining. Do the washing up. Iron my Aikido kit. Practise horn. Have some supper. Choose a bit of the living room and tidy it properly.
I'll be lucky to get half of that done in my current state, but even half wouldn't be such a bad thing.
Send hugs.
Maybe forgetting to take my medication today was a bad thing, although judging by the 2 or 3 times I've forgotten in the past, it doesn't usually do that to me until evening. Good one, ewt. Way to self-sabotage.
What with all the crying and the sleeping I didn't get much done today. I had lunch. I updated my wishlist, which is a reality-avoiding timesink if ever there was one. As if things are really going to make me feel better. Still, a lot of them will make my life circumstantially easier and more convenient, and there's value in that in and of itself. I hope.
( self-indulgent depressive whinge )
Good grief. Hand, staple, forehead.
So what can I do to salvage this day? Take my medication - late is better than missing the dose. Put clean sheets on the bed, get a load a laundry in so I can hang it out tomorrow morning if it isn't raining. Do the washing up. Iron my Aikido kit. Practise horn. Have some supper. Choose a bit of the living room and tidy it properly.
I'll be lucky to get half of that done in my current state, but even half wouldn't be such a bad thing.
Send hugs.
