*Groan*

giphy2A huge snowstorm is predicted overnight. Currently, I am applying and stockpiling every pain remedy we own. Ive happily dosed myself with medication and am still in excruciating pain. My back, nay my entire spine is trying to exit the top of my head and run for freedom. My hands hurt. I can’t move. Everything hurts.

There’s been nothing much exciting this week. Ive been putting some finishing touches on Christmas, buying tons of stuff for myself because I have no self control. It’s all little things. I think I had the flu or something, slept for 18 hours a day for most of the week. I’m eeling stronger now.

This storm, wow!

Just Call Me Oscar

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I am so grouchy today. I have been for the past few days,  actually. If I look at the calendar, it seems to happen around the same few days every month. Isn’t that interesting? This blog is so helpful. 😄😄😄 I’m on Mirena, so I don’t have other cues to go by. I’m also freezing cold, can’t get warm, very tired and uncomfortable. Is that due to my illnesses? Is that due to the extreme cold weather alert? Coincidence? I might as well track it.

I’m trying to be my usual cheerful, yet practical self, but I’m feeling jealous and moody. I don’t feel like talking to people, and I don’t even want to play makeup. I just want to sleep so I can get warm. There are supposed to be two back to back blizzards here Monday and Tuesday, and I have a doctor appointment both days. I’m especially dreading this, because we’ve decided to take cabs, and being nauseated in the back of a cab is hellacious. The parking would cost as much and my husband would have to leave me to get the car, or I would have to walk…cabs are easier, just scary.

I was looking forward to a change of scenery, but I didn’t want it to be nerve-wracking, but I’m probably blowing it up in my mind because I don’t have too many other major things going on at the moment. Except a dull headache. They also call snowstorms blizzards in this city. I’m from the prairies where blizzards trap you in your house for days. I need to remind myself of these things.

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I also can’t change these appointments, as one is piggybacking on to my husband’s appointment, and the other is just squeaking by my medicinal marijuana renewal.

Next week is spring break, so no fighting with the boy about going to school, so maybe my acne will clear up! What was fun about being a teenager again? I have money now, and it’s no fun!

Hopefully tomorrow this will have passed. I don’t like myself like this. I want to leave me in a corner and go be with fun people. I will likely put on some TV and organize my extensive makeup and skincare collection. (It’s my thing, I can’t even wear nice clothes, it’s all pajamas) I’ll just be quiet. Calm. Wait for it to pass. Enjoy that there isn’t crippling pain attached and gear up for the next two days. My cannabis doctor is a new one, so that will be an expenditure of spoons.

Have a wonderful day, my Zebra brothers and sisters, and everything you identify as! 😙

Weekend!

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Hey hey! It’s Saturday! I woke up with the back of my head banging so much I felt like it was going to fly off. I’ve got my coffee and my mmj, so we shall see about that.

I stayed curled up in a ball last night. My friend didn’t make it over. We had a pretty big snow storm. 10 cm of snow isn’t a lot, but when it falls all at once, it’s a problem on city streets. She’s going to drop by today, after her massage.

I didn’t make it to my virtual party last night. I decided to join Rodan + Fields as a consultant, but only to purchase my own stuff. They call those ‘face washers’ apparently.  😂 This party was for those that were joining. I couldn’t uncurl myself enough.

I’m feeling a bit better today, not fantastic, but maybe moving will help. Going downstairs and seeing people.

Darling husband was super sweet today. He shops at Walmart every Saturday at 7:00 am, and there has been a sale on big fluffy pillows the past three weeks. He brought home one for everybody on week one and two, and two for me today, so I am just swimming in pillows. Unfortunately, he dumps things on me, so I am covered in things and can’t dig out. I will need his help later to make sense of all this. I don’t have the spoons, and my bed (our bed) looks like a bed from hoarders.

I need to find cheap tools for my mmj device. I keep losing them, and have to source more. Tried pipecleaners, not strong enough. This mmj is what is keeping me from certain death of spirit right now. It’s very high CBD, mid THC, so I can still function.

I have had the weirdest encounters with men the past few days. Normally, men are pretty respectful. I’m old, disabled, used to be pretty fat, and I’m still considered obese, but I’m about 5 lbs. away from being merely overweight! I chose a fairly man repellant icon for my Facebook photo, deliberately, not that I need to worry, yet I still had one guy in messenger saying he wanted to kiss my neck, another guy on my actual page saying he wanted to marry me! He claims he still wanted to marry me after I told him I needed a manservant to look after me, this bitch with pain, my personality does not make up for it, I wear nothing but onesies, and watch nothing but animated shows. Had to block someone on Facebook because he continually would judge my statuses, tell me I should be caring more about this or that. Just disrespectful. This one in particular was a petition on having Ivanka Trump’s Line dropped from a Canadian clothing store, which he didn’t feel is fair, because “she didnt do anything”. Disagree with me, yes, but don’t talk to me like you are my father. Anyway, I didn’t want him coming back with arguments or whining, hence the block.

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What takes the cake is my Instagram interaction this week. I deliberately chose a photo for my daughter’s birthday this week that was not so flattering. I’m glad I did. One tag I used was Aspergers. This one guy contacted me. Normal. He started chatting about struggling with Aspergers. Fine. Then he asked me if my daughter finds farts funny. Blocked.

This must be my punishment for participating in that thread and saying I wasn’t getting that much harassment so I didn’t mind friending men on social media. What is wrong with them? Does this work on anyone? If so, whom?

My friends always tell me to take my photo off my profile, use something neutral. But just because someone is a jerk, I’m not going to change my whole life.

I really, really, really love my socially awkward husband.

My friend showed up much earlier than I expected. I thought she was having a massage at 12:30 so I budgeted an hour, and then travel time, so 2:00 at the earliest, but she was here at 1:30, and I didn’t have time to finish vaping, never mind getting dressed, or finishing my blog post. But she was great, came and hung out in my bedroom. She’s so swamped at work. It’s terrible. I wish I could see her more often! We had a good catch up. My sweet husband made chocolate chip cookies. Gluten-free of course. They are delicious.

I’m still sore, my abdomen hurts. I have cramps. It feels like a bad period, or maybe a cyst. I don’t know what’s going on, but it hurts. I shouldn’t be having problems as I’m on Mirena,  so maybe it’s gastrointestinal. That makes more sense. I mean, my GI system has been bothering me since I was a toddler. I used to eat only every second or third day.

I should go do something productive, like check the weather, see if there are any storms brewing, find out how my week is going to be. Three seasons per year are tolerable here, really.

Have a stripey day, my zebras! 😘