As I posted elsewhere today:
Bah. And bleargh. And other annoying sounds.
Just totally out of sorts. Worried about money (things are eye-crossingly tight until either the first payday of May or until I get the estate settlement — the latter should come first but I hesitate to believe it). I’m tired of ramen, and I think my poor diet of late — heavy on things like ramen and low on fruits and veggies — is contributing to my general malaise.
Also, things hurt. I need to get into better shape and I need to stop eating from the pile of junk food my work neighbor leaves on her credenza for everyone, but a) it’s free! I’m temporarily poor! and b) I have almost no willpower. Oh, and c) it helps when I’m having an I Wanna Go Home Day. They won’t let me break out a book or my knitting, but I can snack! Yet, this has gotten to the point where my hips, knees, and feet actively hurt all the time, so…
Also, I should walk from BART to work instead of taking the Muni metro, but I work in a depressing neighborhood and have to run the panhandler gauntlet to get there, so I am disinclined. But: body is falling apart.
Simone keeps throwing up. Can’t do vet stuff til next month. Thankfully she is a Cat of Size so she won’t be wasting away in that span of time.
My computer is elderly and had better not decide to die in the next couple of weeks.
I have a strange charge, labeled “recurring” from Experian on my bank account. I have disputed it with Wells Fargo and emailed Experian. WTH? I have not ordered credit monitoring or anything from them.
I am also having something of a spiritual crisis and I’m not sure there’s a way out of that one, so that’s depressing.
I had today off and it was a lovely day weatherwise, and I’m mad at myself for wasting it being depressed.