Not fair
3+ hours of sleep and then3+ more so not quite 7 hours
It's not fair. I go to bed early, 11 and some change. I wake up early, before 3. I feed cat who really should have to wait until 4. I drink some juice and go back to bed until before 7.
Portion control in the realm of ice cream, mint chip edition |
Dressed and two calls, three counting holiday plans call with my sister. PB&J for breakfast. But now I am exhausted and starving and can I just go take a nap and think about the wildfire imagery in the end of the DDT song.
Family Christmas day plans are giving me a headache. No, going somewhere to take a walk and then going to our respective abodes to open presents over Zoom does not sound doable to my sister and I dunno about mom. I agree with sister, we really should not try to gather. I WILL figure out logistics of a visit to Mom. I will. I will. Boy do I know how to party. Boy am I sick of COVID.
My friend in the hospital who HATES needles was able to do her own blood thinner shot this morning, one of her milestones I assume before going home.
I am trying to convince myself to scrub out fridge before I put anything more in it but today would be a better day to do grocery shopping than tomorrow or Saturday.
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