It is finally Friday. Wow, this was a long week. Anyhow, it is Friday, July 10th, 2020. The weather looks relatively nice for today, just a little warmer than yesterday. Lots of sun today, but there is supposed to be a nice breeze to make it feel great.
Still waking up at 4:20ish every day today not being an exception. I did nap considerably yesterday after 8am before 1:30pm. LOL. I really want to try Ambien CR, but insurance will only cover 6 pills and the remainder would cost a fortune to pay cash for since its still a name brand. So, until my body decides sleeping the whole night is important, I will be waking at 4:20ish for a while, which is still better than last time which had me waking at 2:10ish.
We did not playing Chronicles last night as Filett (Still the name he choses) was not prepared to play (his character had not been made) because he literally just moved into his new place on Wednesday. So not faulting him, nor taking blame myself, I decided that we wouldn’t play last night. That leaves us playing on July 16th and 23rd for the rest of this month. I am doing GenCon on the 30th. I am also taking August 6th off because it is my 50th birthday and I want to spend that with Teresa.
GenCon happens in 20 days and runs for 4 days. I dumped the 8 hour game on Thursday and picked up two 4 hour games to replace it with some time between them. 8 hours straight would be too much for me to handle, would wipe me out mentally as well as physically. So by doing this I saved 8 bucks and some wear and tear. I have 7 games in 4 days now. 5 of which I have never played, a Cthulu game, and 1 D&D game. It’s gonna be fun.
Tonight is Cori’s one-ish shot. She has put a lot of work into it, I hope it all works out for her. Blasty McBoomBoom is ready. The party consists of a Monk, a Rogue, 3 Druids, and Blasty the wizard. Cori kept saying play anything you want. So we got a totally unbalanced party. It’s a oneish shot, so it doesn’t really matter much.
My 50th birthday is on August 6th. I have no clue what to ask Teresa to get me. I don’t really eat cake or ice cream anymore. So that is kinda out too. I am going to ask her to go pick up Texas Roadhouse for dinner on my birthday, I’ve been jonesing for a steak for a while. We would normally go, but Covid rears its ugly head again, and I have to settle for take out. Hmm, thinking maybe I can’t wait for my birthday for steak, maybe I will convince her to go sooner and pick someplace else for my birthday. Yeah, I think that’s a plan.
Teresa is doing much better. Still has some swelling which seems to be going and then coming back and she has some lingering pain, Ibuprofen helps with that. The oral surgeon had told her it was going to hurt more than originally anticipated. He forgot to mention longer too. Ah well. She will eventually be fine and all will be well.
I know its the middle of Summer. But Fall will be here before you know it. And with Fall come Seasonal Affective Disorder. Before transplant I got it in the Spring, but now it happens in the Fall. SAD (appropriate name) for me is a crippling depression, as dark and gloomy as they come. Dr. Eastin, my shrink says he can stop the depression, can’t wait to find out if that is true. The last anti-depressant he put me on had unacceptable side effects. But he said he had more to try. I do hope he can do it. It’d be nice not to get really depressed for 3 or 4 months from beginning September to beginning December, the I have the whole Christmas depression. Heh. Anyhow, September isn’t that far away. If he is going to do something it’ll have to be soon.