Still Only The Beginning
OH.MY.GAWD. I am exhausted beyond exhausted. The removal of my stuff from the apartment isn’t going as smoothly, or quickly, as I would like.
I’ll just flat out say it…I’m on my period. And my periods are hellish. Like, near-hemorrhaging hellish. Doing 85% of my move alone, while on the heaviest days of my period, has not been fun, to say the very least. In the span of 2 1/2 hours today, I bled through a super plus tampon and the 10-hour overnight pad I wear as backup. I am severely anemic due to my periods and my hive disorder, and become light headed very easily. I decided the two near-fainting spells I had during those hours were reason enough to make it a short day, so I left the last car load behind. It’s not what I wanted. I wanted to get everything but the furniture I’m selling out of the apartment today. I tried; but alas, my body had other plans.
I’ll go at it again tomorrow. One step in front of the other. Up the stairs and down the stairs. I don’t ever want to live above a ground floor ever again. Never, ever.
A bright spot in all this has been my chosen-sister, on whose couch I am still sleeping. I’ll be other places the next few nights, so she’ll get a nice little break from me. We played LIFE the other night and made up new rules. It was a great way to have fun during a chaotic time.
Another bright spot has been Betty, a picture of whom you just scrolled past. She’s been my middle of the night buddy, keeping me company as I ponder the fate of my existence. And go to the bathroom every gotdamn hour because my uterus is trying to drain me within an inch of my life.
The remainder of tonight shall be spent watching mindless TV. This post has officially sucked out the rest of today’s allotted energy.
The beginning is the most important part of the work. – Plato
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