03-01-25
I am struggling today. I woke up earlier than I wanted to because my ankle was, I guess, burning, is the easiest way to describe it. Is that kind of shin splint feeling again or I can’t really get it into a perfectly comfortable position. I decided it was a good day to just put her a tiny little chores and hang out in my lazy boy but it’s hard because half an hour ago. It was 21° out and now it’s 23 and it’s sunny and beautiful and I wanna be outside walking, but I think I should not.
Now that the pressure, well, the extreme pressure, of January and February is over. I am sinking. I know the things I need to do. I need to go to a chiropractor. I need to go to a massage therapist. I probably should go for counselling and process through a lot of this stuff but instead, I am just stuck here in my chair frozen in time watching the Oscar nominated movies. I want to go to the hockey game tonight, but I realized that would probably not be a good idea but I need to continue to rest my leg so I think I will just stay home and take a CBD bath bomb bath or something and go to bed at a decent time that’s the goal anyway. I am also on what feels like the verge of a cold… sigh.
I watched Emilia Pérez. Then I watched Conclave. Then I watched Nickel Boys. They are all three pretty heavy.
I figure I will make time for one more.
I realized that I can’t take a bath as my tattoo is too fresh. Sigh.
I ordered from Ella’s. My Jamaican chicken salad was delicious and there is no for tomorrow. I hope I sleep off this cold feeling.
triumphgal 