Exhaustion and Further Foot Issues ... and also my period Ugh.

I read this thing that said if you type in comic sans instead of other, more traditional fonts that you’ll find it easier to write. I don’t know if that’s true, but I thought it’d be worth a try. It’s not like I can’t change the font once I’m posting a story or even when I’m editing it, etcetera. This isn’t the old days of typewriters. I guess just the fact that “comic sans” is even an option is proof of the bygone days of typewriters.

I should’ve written more yesterday. I thought about it. I really did. But I’ve just been feeling so exhausted and burned out and cranky. I started my period today so between the extreme stress of all the events I had the last few weeks and weird sleep schedule and family stuff and anxiety about everyone’s presents and school and money and money for school and presents and life--it’s all just been a lot.

And tonight I spent like two and a half hours at the doctor’s office. I scheduled an appointment, but I guess they were backed up because my appointment was for 6:45 and I was there until like 8:30 or something. It was a lot going on. It left me drained as shit. Not to mention the last three days have been bonkers and busy at work. And my foot has been feeling worse. I’m going to have to be careful with my caffeine intake tomorrow since I’ll be on a steroid, but I wanted help getting better so if this is what I need to do, then this is what I need to do. I’m just really glad no one offered me a clinic position where I had on--

I have no idea what that sentence was going to be. I honest to God fell asleep in the middle of writing it. I guess I’m just going to have to try again tomorrow.

(I bet I was going to say that I’m glad no one offered me a flu shot, but then fell asleep in the middle of typing. I can apparently type in my half sleep, it just ends up being so nonsensical it would take someone with a master’s in “Kate’s language” for someone to figure out what I meant. And we’d never really be sure.

 

Drugs Make Me Act Funny

 
I want to read. Like I really, really, really want to read. It’s itching. Well, the itching is probably not actual itching and just the twitchy, ticky, hyper feeling that comes with taking prednisone--a steroid, in case any of you unfamiliar--gives me. It’s like overloading on caffeine or sugar.