10/07/2016 in Almost Daily Journal

  • Oct. 8, 2016, 7:27 a.m.
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First Entry....
Well I took today off from writing, hoping I could get some studying done and write a decent story. Not likely but we are gonna try, at least until I can’t anymore.

Today I woke up, didn’t take my meds. Probably should have. But it was a bam bam bam kinda day it all just happened one after the other… My normal day…
I ended up going with Neater to the bank, trying to get the bar back in order, since it was condemned and taken from us. While we were working on getting it back to great.... -.-
Ended up eating at Dairy King, I don’t advise it.. People who eat there constantly, I don’t know how they do it. I didn’t even like their grilled cheese. And their chill, my gma would be disgusted… But the coffee was okay. I’d get another cup…

                  That reminds me I should take my meds 9 pill cocktails.... Yum...

I have to be up in 4 and a half hours. I work tomorrow at the pawn shop and speedy lube. I think I might have Todd teach me a few things at the lube. All except how to change oil I think. I’d rather mess up with Todd than DB haha!
DB is my landlord/boss. He’s an alright guy really, can’t always tell when he is joking. Todd is DB’s brother, he’s a good but a good guy. He’s usually late so maybe I can get up right at 8 instead of 7:30 haha

At some point I have to pick up my mom’s meds tomorrow and maybe I’ll do her meds too… But I have until Moday morning to get that done. I’d just rather do it ahead of time. My life use to be exciting, but anymore it is pretty boring.

My fiance is a merchant marine on the Great Lakes. I’m very proud of him. He can be gone anywhere from 3 months-18 months depending on the Winter… I hear it is suppose to be a bad one this year… I want it to be but I don’t want it to be. I’m not a winter driver…

I have an amazing German-Short Hair/Blue Tick Mix. She is 12 days short of 9 months. She listens rather well, but is very hard headed. I spoil her a lot more than I should. I can’t help it, she even wears a dress with a tu-tu and pouts when I take it off of her. She doesn’t realize how big she is. And tends to destroy the house a lot. Haha! It happens, it also gives me something to do.

My head doesn’t want to brain today. I can’t my phone charged. I use it and somehow it drops like 32% each time.

I have no real life, I use to… The doctors think I have raynard’s phenomoen on top of my brain being a little more than half mental. (I literally do not have my own income.) Raynard’s disease effects the hands and feet. You ask how I’m typing… What use to take me a minute and a half to write, now takes me about 6 minutes. I pay for it at night when I try to lay down for bed. I’m on 2 12-hour time delay caps. anti-inflammatory, nothing good… I get mean so I don’t take them anyway. I can’t tell if they are working or not honestly. I still can’t walk when I first get up and I can be on them maybe 20 minutes a day before they ache so bad I cry. I’m usually pretty tough…

I’m emotionally disfunctional but I try to be happy. Or “Normal”
I do not have kids, I don’t know if I would be a good mom, but I would imagine I would try to be the best I could be… However when Stacey (fiance… Man) and I decide to get married I’ll have a 17 yr old AWESOME step-son! And I do mean awesome! I still get nervous when he comes to stay with us.
Stacey and I bicker a lot. But I love him. I don’t know what I would do without him.
Our relationship isn’t easy, but I wouldn’t change it. I like that I get my time and when he comes home, its about us and Brayson. When he leaves I take care of the home… I don’t kill the dog… And I cry when she runs off… everytime! I get excited and flip out and hyperventilate when she comes back… Its not attractive at all. I’d imagine I have snot running down my face every time. Haha

Its 4 am and I have to be up at 7:30. So I think I’m off to bed to try to sleep and relax…
Good night all,
Sorry if its boring....
~Cin


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