I’m still here. Just uninspired.
The last week saw me mainly wanting to sleep/lie down, work (well “want to” vs “have to”), read and play the ridiculously addictive Futurama game app.
Even food wasn’t that interesting — which is definitely a bad sign for me. My appetite was way down, and even when I was hungry, nothing sounded great. I got by during the day on the usual protein bars and peanut butter. But at night… meh.
Tuesday and Thursday I just gave up and didn’t bother with dinner. Wednesday and Friday I made myself go get food, but only because I didn’t want to freak out my body any more than the previous day’s undereating probably already had.
Today my appetite seems a little more normal (got out of bed at 10 a.m. actively hungry, had a protein bar, got hungry again two hours later — right on cue). But who knows how long it’ll last.
Tim’s doing better — especially now that he has the puppy — but it was a tough few weeks. I think I’m still a little drained from that. And from the work of dealing with a new pup. Plus guilt about all the things not getting done (book publicity, reading other blogs, etc.).
Also, it feels like we’re spending every time I look around. Tim and I both needed new shoes, and we always buy two pairs to help them last longer. The shoes we prefer were $40 and $45 respectively, so that was a painful bill. Plus there was a good sale on dog food and treats, so we loaded up there. In the long-term it’s great savings. In the short-term, it’s not great.
Most of all, we’ve already had a major vet bill. We found out Pandora had been exposed to Parvo when she was getting neutered. One morning she puked and was progressively more listless/uninterested in food as the day wore on.
By the time we tried to get her a vet appointment, it was practically impossible. So off we went to the vet ER.
Good news: She wasn’t sick. They couldn’t really pinpoint anything wrong. Bad news: It cost $680 to find that out.
They did give her fluids subcutaneously. It seemed to perk her up. It also caused an adorable hunchback, which rippled like a waterbed when she moved. So at least we got some entertainment out of the whole ordeal.
And hey, large vet bills are often the price (quite literally) of being a pet owner. And an expensive shrug-diagnosis was better than one or both of us freaking out while we waited for a vet appointment the following day. Still… ouchie.
This next credit card bill is going to hurt, and there’s just nothing to be done about it. I’ve given up stressing about it. Well, inasmuch as I ever give up stressing about anything. Though I at least comfort myself with the fact that this year I’ll miss fewer workdays for FinCon. Which means less of a financial hit in October.
So yeah, that’s what has been churning in my life/head. And it boils down to sleeping a lot, a lack of appetite and disinterest in my (already very few) normal activities. Meaning that I probably need to get my medication levels adjusted.
Unfortunately, the new doctor can’t fit me in until the 8th. Hopefully, the exercise — which I’m officially back into — will help with both stress and mood levels. Beyond that, I just need to focus on making it through the next couple of weeks.
I’m going to try to get back in the swing of things on here. I just need to actually have the energy to blog and an actual idea of what to blog about.
How have you guys been doing? Any topics you want covered?