thepnutgallery | Stoppered Vortex (Reply)

Another day, another pot of coffee. JJD called out sick, so I added his claims to the queue, so to speak. I worked swiftly and responsibly all day, hard as it was to keep from freezing with indecision because I couldn't do literally everything at once. By the end of the day, I had all of my NOAs worked up & case offers sent, did all of my mail that had come in for tomorrow, all of Kathy and JJD's mail that had come in for tomorrow, and all of our claims/60% of the total claims. But I didn't get around to making the substitutions, because they're so awkward and clunky, especially with one screen. And somewhere in the back of my head, I thought Din and Kris would be upset I wasn't doing any of their work since they were....at work. And despite knowing that was absurd, I was then upset with myself for not doing their work.

Since Patrick stopped drinking, I wanted to be the consummate host and make sure I had mocktails and other fun non-booze items, and I asked him what flavors he favors. Also sent him Charlotte Day Wilson's "Work." While I was there. Just trying to be efficient. He's not Sober, he's just taking a step back from booze for a while. I'll buy rum, but not put it in plain view. I asked what he does want, and even got to quote John Mulaney, but nothing. At worst, I'll just buy a spread of fun, fizzy, fruit juices or whatever.

Journaling felt thicker than usual. Just sort of took me longer than usual to get the words out. To get the thoughts out. I realized I was avoiding going to bed so I could...I don't know, maybe if I stay up later, I'll sleep later. But then I realized it's been like two weeks since I had any Seroquel, so any tolerance should have faded by now. Night night!