First Day of December

It’s a new month. It’s the end of 2023. And all I have to say is…what the fuck? What the ACTUAL FUCK?

It’s been rough. As mentioned last post, on October 8th, I woke to the never-welcome phrase “Mom, sorry to wake you, but–“

Yeah. We’re still dealing with that.

We’re out of the hotel and in a furnished rental house. It’s way better than hotel living, but…well. There is one comfy piece of furniture in this whole blinking house. I am on it (the privilege of age) but I often have to fight the cat for it. Well, wrestle.

She cheats. She has points and she doesn’t hesitate to use them.

At first I was driving to the house every night to sleep because none of the beds are comfy either, which meant I’d wake up about 3 a.m. in too much pain to sleep, and then move to the one (1) comfy couch which is actually a loveseat so I can’t even straighten my legs…but then the workers removed the last toilet, so.

Yeah. Fun.

NaNo didn’t happen. I’m not sure that I wrote anything at all last month, except my TDP post (in which I talk about houses!)

Honestly, I’m just a bit proud of myself for even managing to post here. You’ll note I’m a day late getting it up…

Anyway. My brain is so scattered, I can’t even tell you. I have routines. I have things where I need them to be, so that I will do them. And it’s all a big mess right now. I spend so much time both at “home” and at work, walking around in circles trying to find everything I need, because I need a thing that I left somewhere and when I went to get it I forgot what I was after, and I need that thing too, and which printer did I even print that document to?

Yeah. Things have been…yeah.

Anyway. We’re hoping to have everything fixed and get moved back into our house before New Year’s Day. We’d better, because the lease here is up then.

I want my bed. I want my desktop (currently I am on my very old and cranky laptop) and I want my chair. I really really want my bed. And in the living room at home, we have comfortable seating for like, six people! Not one. I could stop hoarding the only comfortable spot! (It’s because of my back. I’m already in pain every day because of the bed. Did I mention I want my bed??)

blargh.

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