My roommate has her first fight on Saturday. I am hoping that she gets her ass handed to her!
I’m not bitter, I’m unsweetened. Is basically my personality’s slogan. Today, however, I am just bitter. I have not been sleeping well. That’s on me. I need to chill on the supplements. I also ate wheat by accident on Saturday. I get the joy of recovering from that on top of it all.
I have not had a day off from my roommate all month. At work, we have been working Monday through Friday this month instead of Tuesday through Saturday. Saturday is her day to herself, Monday is mine. I finally have two days roommate-free. I can’t take another second. Even when she is not home, she’s taking up space in my mind. Same old shit, honestly. She is a lazy 40-year-old teenager.
She has a fight on Saturday. She has been waiting years for this. She had to get her doctor to sign off on it. Her doctor basically said that this would be the only time she would do so. She has no business boxing at her age. She was also told that she is premenopausal. Ha!
She is in an impossible weight class. She weighs 110 lbs. By some freak chance, a spot opened up for the best fight of the year. Everyone at her gym is jealous. She was in the fight club for years, and there was just nobody her size to fight. She dropped out of that club, bitter, after she fractured her wrist this time last year. It was hilarious because she fractured it the day after stating that people who slip and hurt themselves are weak. They have no core strength. The next day, splat! On the only patch of ice left in the city. The young lady she is fighting is 117lbs and I hope she kicks my roommates ass in. She needs to be humbled.
I’m also bitter today because I wanted to dedicate these two roommate-free days to my podcast project. I was just going to start with the website. I created a domain, but it isn’t working yet. I have the host’s IT team working on it for me. Oh, I was sassy to them.
I’m tired and cranky, I’ll just own it. I have a lot to do today, and my day started late because I slept in. Yesterday I had a horrible experience. I am recovering from eating wheat, I was stuck between being unable to sleep and unable to wake up. I took some CBD oil to knock me out. I ended up having sleep paralysis. It was the most lucid I had ever been in that state. I was stuck inside my body. I finally came to, but couldn’t tell if I was awake or not. I was completely dissociated from reality. I realized that I accidentally took my roommate’s THC oil instead of my CBD. Well, Call Me Caitlyn.
There was supposed to be a community clean-up today at the shelter. They moved it to Friday afternoon, but the regular community walk is today. I am dead set on going to it today. I keep saying that I will, but then my nerves win. First of all, I have to park my car on the street in the middle of 3 homeless shelters. Then the immense discomfort of the task, but I gotta do it. God is in the work, not the word. I’ll just do it today. I have nothing better to do. No excuses. I’ll still do the clean-up on Friday. I gotta get out of this apartment and out of my head for a bit anyway.
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