Hi! It’s 1:10 am, and I’m still riding the prednisone high.
It’s remarkable how much better I’m feeling. My energy is awesome. My body feels good. I want this feeling to last forever. I’m hot as fuck tho (which is saying something because I run way hot nowadays) and I’m def not getting any sleep tonight. 😬 The pros still totally outweigh the cons. Earlier, I felt like I had fractured a rib, and now it feels totally fine. Praise science 🙌🏻
I need to make some changes – some little life tweaks. The hair is one. I think that will make a big difference actually, I’m feeling like I’ve lost a bit of myself with EVERYTHING this year has shat down upon me. Fuck you very much, 2020.
I have to make the most of the next couple of weekends (socially), because I’ll be on the mend for a bit as of 9/4. We have plans with C&J tomorrow night to celebrate C’s birthday. I’m really excited about it. We’re having a steak tasting! I know…so bougie. So…us. Lol. Then next weekend we are seeing other friends – not quite sure yet if we’re going to them or they are coming here. I’d like to go to them so I can gtfo.
We’re supposed to be doing some projects this weekend: putting up blinds in my study finally, and maybe planting a tree in the backyard. I want a willow. Oh so domestic.
I wish my fucking bed would ship. That would be huge. I really want to finish decorating my study already. I can’t pick out what I want to hang over the bed until the bed actually fucking arrives. With quarantine and everything going on, these little happy projects give me life. I need this to break up the monotony. Besides, if I have to be at home all the time, I may as well make home as fabulous as possible.
In unrelated news, I definitely think I’m getting dumber. I’m not as sharp as I used to be. I’m going to blame it on chemo brain. #cancerperks
Oh and be proud of me: I’ve been drinking less. You know because drinking doesn’t solve any problems. And I’m tired of being hungover all the time. And I’m tired of being fat. And it’s honestly gotten kind of boring. I have to find ways to cope that don’t involve drinking and shopping. Look at me being all mature and shit.
Anyhoo – I’m boring af nowadays, but that’s okay. At least I’m here.