Last night was such a long night. My redneck neighbors next door didn’t stop blowing shit up until well after 11. How none of them got hurt is beyond me. They were drinking and smoking pot all day.
It took a while for me to calm down enough to sleep, then I kept waking up and struggling to get back to sleep throughout the night. That usually happens when my anxiety skyrockets. My silver lining is today is Sunday so I can try to relax today.
Im not sure what’s in the agenda today, besides cleaning the house. It’s not like we could go anywhere, the beaches are still closed.