Walking dead

Tuesday, May 23, 2023

And I thought I was tired yesterday.

I have had all of three hours of sleep. My contacts wouldn’t even go in this morning. That means that I am wearing glasses today. I HATE GLASSES. I’ve never found any pair that doesn’t eventually hurt the back of my ears. I have a hard time with headbands for the same reason. Not only that, but since I try to never wear my glasses, I always get contacts during my yearly eye exam. Which means that I am wearing glasses that are probably 5 prescriptions ago. Oh, and did I mention that ran out of Wellbutrin? Mix in a morning of non-stop meetings and you now have a recipe for the mother of all migraines.

When I texted my stepmom my Tuesday woes, she wrote back, “You are hereby awarded the Terrible Tuesday Award… your prizes include a t-shirt made for a toddler, a gift card for a store in Africa, and a Whoopi cushion full of box wine.” I gotta admit, that did actually make me laugh.

I should be no surprise that the minute I walked into the house, I fell face first onto my bed and immediately passed out. I finally woke up around 8pm… and now, of course, I can’t fall back asleep.

Still waiting for that winning lottery ticket.