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cimoreneSooooo I'm supposed to go to Turku for a meeting once a month, and yesterday was the day. They've forgotten to tell me the meeting was canceled several times so I intended to call first, but I forgot Monday, and then at the end of the day I thought, Oh well, they've been good about remembering me lately.
So I got up an hour+ early yesterday and rode a bus a total of nearly an hour and a half, with another 40 minutes hiking there and back to the bus stop and then waiting for the next bus back to Pargas, because there was a sign on the door that they were closed yesterday. I didn't have lunch with me, either, because in Turku there's a lunch restaurant in the building. So after all that, I arrived at work fifteen minutes earlier than normal with no lunch and not having taken my ADHD medicine, and exhausted, and with my period suddenly starting, so with cramps. (I bought an okay sandwich and an inferior yogurt at the nearby kiosk for lunch.)
I got home yesterday and changed the sheets because Snookums had vomited in my bed, and then napped for an hour and a half, but unfortunately I then got distracted knitting and didn't go to bed early... and then Snookums had a horrible night and woke me up a lot. I got up in the morning to find an awful stink, the litterbox in the next room completely full so I had to change it, poop on his feet that I had to wash in the sink, and one of the cats had peed in my basket of sweaters with the cardigan I was going to wear today on top (probably because there was nowhere to step in the box without getting their feet dirty ðŸ˜, so I can't hold it against them).
And then just now I got a text that I have an appointment with a psychiatric nurse tomorrow, even earlier. I want to cry. These meetings usually feel like a big waste of time to me, but I'm still adapting to a new medication that can have side effects, and we might switch it out or increase the dose, so it's best practice for them to keep checking on me. But. I just want to sleep!
And then I need about four days off in order to have enough time to clean the house, which is distressingly in need of spring cleaning, but there's not enough time on a regular weekend to do it and still catch up on rest.
So I got up an hour+ early yesterday and rode a bus a total of nearly an hour and a half, with another 40 minutes hiking there and back to the bus stop and then waiting for the next bus back to Pargas, because there was a sign on the door that they were closed yesterday. I didn't have lunch with me, either, because in Turku there's a lunch restaurant in the building. So after all that, I arrived at work fifteen minutes earlier than normal with no lunch and not having taken my ADHD medicine, and exhausted, and with my period suddenly starting, so with cramps. (I bought an okay sandwich and an inferior yogurt at the nearby kiosk for lunch.)
I got home yesterday and changed the sheets because Snookums had vomited in my bed, and then napped for an hour and a half, but unfortunately I then got distracted knitting and didn't go to bed early... and then Snookums had a horrible night and woke me up a lot. I got up in the morning to find an awful stink, the litterbox in the next room completely full so I had to change it, poop on his feet that I had to wash in the sink, and one of the cats had peed in my basket of sweaters with the cardigan I was going to wear today on top (probably because there was nowhere to step in the box without getting their feet dirty ðŸ˜, so I can't hold it against them).
And then just now I got a text that I have an appointment with a psychiatric nurse tomorrow, even earlier. I want to cry. These meetings usually feel like a big waste of time to me, but I'm still adapting to a new medication that can have side effects, and we might switch it out or increase the dose, so it's best practice for them to keep checking on me. But. I just want to sleep!
And then I need about four days off in order to have enough time to clean the house, which is distressingly in need of spring cleaning, but there's not enough time on a regular weekend to do it and still catch up on rest.
