Beginning to feel the anxiety really building up. May end up taking an extra Clonazepam (Klonnie). Have generalized anxiety and specific anxiety issues really does suck. Wish I was normal, right now I would just have specific anxiety and probably be able to handle it without resorting to meds. Ah well, such is my life, get remotely nervous about something and it turns into harmful anxiety. I know I can’t help it, that it’s part of what makes me who I am. Just wish this part of me would calm down a little and let me have some peace.
I am still having problems with my right thumb. I didn’t take proper care of it, so it didn’t get better. Stupid me, I should have listened to Dr. Donahue. I guess I will start taking better care of it this week and see if I can’t get it to stop hurting as much.
I have resumed writing my book. As of now I have added about 600 more words, but I just started again, so that’s cool in my opinion. Hoping to break 10,000 words tonight. I hope to get a good chunk of the book written before I get chemo stupid. But since chemo starts in 18 days, it’s gonna be near impossible to meet my goal, but that’s ok, after my chemo stupidity goes away, I will be able to resume writing and finish my book. My goal for pre-chemo is ridiculous and a seasoned writer would have problems matching it. Especially considering all the crap we have to do before we leave for my family’s house, which is in a week and a half.
We managed to clean all the old clothes out of the bedroom closet. Took us all last evening and into the night, but it is done. I’d like to say we are doing the responsible thing and donating all the used clothes to charity, but reality says we don’t have the time so it’s all gonna be garaged. Most of the clothes were thrashed anyway. I did find my ZOO sweatshirt circa 1989, which I kept for sentimental reasons. Also found 3 pairs of jeans and a bunch of shirts that will fit me now. Weird since we haven’t really went into the closet for several years. Now I have more clothes that fit me than Teresa does. I never figured myself to be a clothes horse, but damn I own a lot of t shirts.
Tonight we plan to move the great clean clothes pile into the closet. The great clean clothes pile has grown entirely too big over the years. We should have never started it and I am glad we are finally going to get rid of it. It started as a temporary spot to pile cleans clothes before they were put away. Then more clean clothes, then more clean clothes, and so on and so forth, it’s grown out of proportion.
Teresa is really digging God of War. Kratos has turned into an even bigger jerk than he was in previous games. And Arteus (Kratos’ son) is still a putz (but you can give him upgrades to his bow and equipment that makes him a worth while putz worthy to tag along). Teresa found a walkthrough online so she started the game over and is amazed by all she missed on the first try. It’s all good, she is having fun, that is all I wanted for her. Oh yeah, for those that are familiar with the God of War games, Kratos sleeps with no one. Very not like him in previous games.
Well, Teresa have started on the Great Clean Clothes Pile, I guess I should help. A little music before I go though.