6am on a fucking Saturday
For no reason other than the cats were determined to get us up. Now I am half awake drinking coffee wondering if I will feel like I did yesterday. I ended up leaving work because I was hit with just utter tiredness, my face feels wind burnt and just was not feeling it.
Worked from home for a bit, napped, and my nose is still clogged. Period Flu. Seems to be my new getting older thing and I hate it. Now to do what I want to do or what I need to do? That is the question. I should of listened yesterday because work was a little bit of hell. On a good note - the numbers are real and I get a step up from what I thought. Confirmed and now I am back to the money I was making at M&T.
Today - we must grocery shop. I for one have been avoiding it all week for many reasons, but mainly I do not want to spend the extreme amount of money. Groceries are so high, but needing to get back on track is more important. The belly is saggy - hoping that is more period bullshit and it will go away, but also knowing that is probably the sugar and shit food.
Bowling - the quick one so by noon we will be done with that. Then back home to do what is needed here, but thankfully that is not a whole lot. So, maybe relax. I know Charlie probably won't. Already told him to chill the fuck out as he was doing all of the shit this morning. I am not ready for fast pace yet.
A walk on the track would be nice though even though there are many, many too fucking many people there. Still do not understand why that place was built so small compared to the land they bought to build it.
More later - time to plan our week
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