Day 2,219: Turkey Eve

Day 2,219: Turkey Eve

I worked today. Got another metric shit ton of stuff done. And I’m feeling more myself. Feeling more grounded. It’s really being home, back in my routine. I’m really looking forward to thanksgiving tomorrow. The food. The company. The holidays...
Day 2,218: Why Does Milk Make Me Fart A Lot?

Day 2,218: Why Does Milk Make Me Fart A Lot?

Good day today. Something…dare I say…clicked 😬 I put the grimace face because I want that to be true long term. At the very least, it was true today. Something clicked. I didn’t agonize over the scene I was about to write, I just wrote it as...
Day 2,217: Young Blood

Day 2,217: Young Blood

Blech. Hectic day today at work. Nothing crazy, but it did hijack both of my writing sessions, morning and afternoon. Luckily, I just wrote almost 500 words just now. Good words. Easy words. Hoping that continues tomorrow before I send my pages off to J. Sigh. I wish...
Day 2,216: Self Care

Day 2,216: Self Care

This weekend was a self care weekend. I feel so much more myself. I built a table for my model crafting. I watched the Niners beat down the Packers. We went and got Christmas photos with the pups. I took a nice long nap. Therapy was intense, but helped put some things...
Day 2,215: Biology

Day 2,215: Biology

Therapy was intense today. I talked about my biological father, a man I’ve never met. It’s…a very uncomfortable subject, I’m realizing. Something that I’ve really avoided thinking about or talking about most of my life. And I think...
Day 2,214: Struggle

Day 2,214: Struggle

Coco struggles against getting her eye drops every night. Every. Night. I looked up some videos, and it looks like there’s a better way. She still struggles against it, but I wonder if I can work on conditioning her with treats to not be so afraid of the way...