Weekly Reads and Finds

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I slept so poorly last night that I felt like a zombie all day. This is funny (or not so funny) because Tom has what I believe is sleep apnea so he should be the one sleeping terribly…which he does except his manifests in tossing and turning, flailing, snoring, choking, and talking which in turn keeps waking me up.

There was one time that I was reading to Merle in our bed and he was already asleep because he had to get up really early.

Anyway, he was snoring and exhaled with a little wheeze and choking sound then Merle looked at me with huge eyes and asked, “did he just die?” which sounds totally morbid, but he actually didn’t inhale again for 20 seconds (I counted), and that was accompanied a huge flail of every limb as his body panicked.

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I registered for school this week. I’m both equal parts excited and scared. It’s been a VERY long time since I have done any type of schooling and I sometimes wonder if my brain is up to it. The last time I was in school I lived with roommates and went to the bar 3x a week.

My biggest concern back then was whether I would be too hungover for work or classes the next morning. A lot has changed and it is making me nervous.

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It is Friday? I felt like it was Thursday all day today, then I was like, “oh shit. I have to do a post for tonight”. My concept of time is all messed up. That along with messed up sleeping patterns is a recipe for disaster.

I still have not totally figured out the whole “what the hell are we doing for school this year” thing…which is scary and stressful.

I think that’s my plan for tomorrow, so wish me luck.

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No.24 Blazer

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Today I ordered grocery delivery from Instacart because I thought I should stock up before the weekend. That way I am less apt to ordered take out. Anyway, I ordered 3 cobs of corn for something that I was planning on making…

I opened the door to grab them from the hallway floor after they dropped them off and what do I see? Three bags of corn. Each bag containing 8 cobs.

What the hell am I going to do with all that?

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I am rolling into this weekend with the mindset that I am going to accomplish some of the things that I said I was going to do this summer. Yikes. We still have boxes that aren’t unpacked here which is even more yikes.

Most of the boxes are actually my teenagers and she severely lacks motivation so I really need to kick her ass into gear over the next week or so.

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I honestly didn’t do much this week because it has just been way too hot. Both my girls don’t do well in the heat at all, and when I brought my oldest to the clinic to get her second vaccination on Monday it was extremely hot.

On the way home, both of them were borderline fainting on the sidewalk. I thought Merle was going to have a heart attack because she was purple and making really horrendous sounds.

Needless to say, that is why I have not gone anywhere that involves walking this week. The drama that was involved in a simple outing is so not worth it.