51/110: Avoid a Void (Oh D'oh De Oh D'Oh!)
Jan. 2nd, 2025 12:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphWednesday night brought another long sleep. It's remarkable how rapidly this change to a non-nocturnal life came on. For decades I lived mostly by night, and all of a sudden I'm going conventional. Normal makes me feel really weird. And I don't feel any more alert in the daytime than I did at night. In fact I'm having a hell of a time trying to focus my thoughts and pay attention. My mind has been doing more aimless wandering today than it does when it goes into hamster wheel mode at night. I think I broke my brain.
What I ought to be doing is deciding what to do about grocery shopping this week. Safeway has another crappy sale, and I'm still pissed off at the other place, and I need to organize my thoughts enough to at least make a tentative list of what I could get that wouldn't involve any shameless squandering. But I'm hating shopping more than ever, and haven't even made a poor start on a list. In fact writing this entry is probably a way to avoid getting started.
Whether I end up ordering stuff tomorrow or not I'm glad that at least it's still supposed to rain. At least there will be one thing that will cheer me up. Until my mail gets wet.
What I ought to be doing is deciding what to do about grocery shopping this week. Safeway has another crappy sale, and I'm still pissed off at the other place, and I need to organize my thoughts enough to at least make a tentative list of what I could get that wouldn't involve any shameless squandering. But I'm hating shopping more than ever, and haven't even made a poor start on a list. In fact writing this entry is probably a way to avoid getting started.
Whether I end up ordering stuff tomorrow or not I'm glad that at least it's still supposed to rain. At least there will be one thing that will cheer me up. Until my mail gets wet.
