Tuesday, April 27, 2021

It's the second shot that almost didn't happen. 😬

Word to the wise, when you put your driver's license in your running jacket for a race, PUT IT BACK IN YOUR WALLET.

If I thought the line at the vaccination site was long at 10:40 am, it was even longer by 11:30 am. An hour and a half later, after carrying a very tired, 35 pound 3 year old for a good chunk of that time, I got shot # 2!

All of the "congratulations" I received after, more than made up for it. Two weeks until full immunity!

Photo credit: Vivienne, said 3 year old 


Sunday, April 18, 2021

Tired

Tonight's speedy one mile run was brought to you by the word "tired".

As in, I'm tired of fighting with people to do their jobs. 

I'm tired of doing the same things day in and day out. 

I'm tired of near misses and close contacts. 

I'm tired of not getting straight answers. Don't bullshit a bullshiter is all I'm saying. 

I'm tired of my mental illnesses. 

I'm tired of adjusting my meds.

I'm tired of my undiagnosable physical ailments. Hello, medical specialists. 

I'm tired of not being able to express myself properly. 

I'm tired of my ADHD making even menial tasks hard and even near impossible to complete. 

I'm tired of being tired. 

Anybody know what I mean?