...shut up and eat.
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Nothing Can Be A Good Thing
I managed another week. Every one that goes by I feel like it's a miracle I made out on the other side.
I went to the gym 5 days this week!! I am so proud of myself. I am determined to go 5 days a week until I am again happy with my body- that lost its luster over the 3 months I was sick. It's going to be a very hard push- I am exhausted and feel like I am moving in mud. I felt like this all week. Even with the usual energizers like coffee or even those concentrated energy shots (that I took every day before my workouts). Every day I had to force myself to go, and after each workout I didn't even feel the usual energy buzz I get to help motivate me for the next day. Sad. But I'll keep plugging along and hope that I can keep forcing myself.
Work was manageable this week, with its usual downsides. I did have one very nice happening. A couple that has rescued some of the shelter ratties were informed of our 8 rattie plight. They came to take 3 of them today. Granted they were the healthy ones, but at least I don't have to stress over whether they'll go to a good home- cause they are definitely a good home. They were so grateful to me (????) that they brought me a beautiful print of an illustration a friend of theirs did of ratties holding "hands" in a circle with Rat love is forever. inscribed below them. It's wonderful- but if anyone is to be grateful, it is I for the fact that they exist as people- and that they took three of the ratties from the shelter.
AZ's birthday was Thursday. He got his package before that- but saved it to open on the actual day- despite the fact that the US postal service ruined the surprise by allowing the handle of the iron skillet to break through the box- so he knew what it was- and the rest of the package wasn't much of a surprise then. Oh well.
I plan on doing nothing for these next two days off. I get paid soon, but all of it will be going to insurance and rent. As soon as it arrives- it will be gone. I will have enough left over to buy food and gas- that's about it. I hate being poor. I hate living paycheck to paycheck. I would like that to end.
I met up with an internet friend last night for the first time. Strange bird he is, but amusing and entertaining nonetheless. So maybe I have a new friend? I was also supposed to meet up with yet another internet friend tonight- but apparently he texted me earlier in the day he wasn't coming and I very conveniently (thank you universe) didn't get that message until I drove all the way to the meeting place and sat there like a moron. The text was time stamped 1:42pm- so I guess, my bad- but you know it left a bad taste in my mouth. He should have called when I didn't text back. Granted I could have called him, the phone works both ways- but it was he that asked to meet up, so as far as I'm concerned since he was also the one canceling- he should have made more of an effort to make sure I knew. So I don't think I'll be arranging another meet up with that one.
So yeah. Looking forward to "nothing" in the next couple of days. You can read that sentence two ways.
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