I literally have appointments or things to go to until the middle of next week.
Then I get one day off before it starts again.
Somehow, in the middle of all of this I have to get my laundry done and start working on my living space because I told my therapist I would.
I’m so tired.
I tried to take a nap today but even with my phone on silent it still woke me up with news alerts etc. I guess I should have buried it so I couldn’t hear the vibrations.
Anyway, I’m just exhausted. I have done two loads of laundry so far, so I guess that’s something.
It’s just hard. I hate difficult. I avoid it.
I guess it’s better to have things to go to than nothing at all. I mean, tomorrow is a hair appointment and it’s with someone new (I’m experimenting), and I’m kind of excited. My old hair professional retired and I saw her daughter, (who is also an old friend), for a minute, but I think I need to change it up. Not that the daughter isn’t amazing as well, just needed a change-up.
So it’s good things really for the weekend. I’m celebrating birthdays this weekend. That’s fun.
I hope I’m able to find a cute and fun gift for my niece who is 5. I have ideas.
I just kind of look at the calendar and freak out. It’s probably going to be fine. I’m sure.
I need to get myself back out there.
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