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My husband is sick. Again. Only a few days until I’m trapped in a hotel room with him. I’m not sure I’m going to be able to avoid this illness.

I have a recurring nightmare that I’m living in a weird world that is a mix of 1930s Germany and Gilead.

Every time, I wake up and remember I am already living in a slightly different version of that nightmare.

I am exhausted from the nightmare and this nightmare reality.

Journalist covering a country under control of a nefarious dictator and his evil regime. I may not be a journalist, but sadly I’m living the rest of that hellscape.

This is my anguish every single day. And when I wrote my congressional representatives and senators, I was told the only issue was the cost of college. Yes, tuition costs are PART of the problem. The interest rates are a large part of the problem too. (They are all former representatives now too).

It has always been overpriced but it’s getting worse. The whole “the economy is bad so we’ll lower prices on essentials” months ago proved that they were overcharging everyone.

My local one is miles 10-12. That f*ing bridge and the hills through a bad neighborhood. Ugh…

My newest pair of glasses fall off my face so consistently that I reverted to wearing my old glasses. I would have the office fix them, but it is really inconvenient for me to go there.

I realized I could go for a slight detour after today’s group run and do some of the things I gave up on yesterday. Not the same location, but still could get what was needed.

Pretty sure the frigid weather helps people not want to be out early on Saturday morning.

Traffic was so horrendous where I needed to run errands today that I did only the crucial two things that absolutely needed to happen. Future me is already angry at current me for neglecting the other stuff, but current me feared a car accident because of stupid drivers.

My physical therapist laughed that I haven’t been there in over six months and said I was on a good run.

Hopefully it will be a short course of PT this time around.

I injured my ankle for the third (or fourth?) time this year.

Doctor: maybe try not running in heels next time you are at a wedding

Me: nah, the new goal is to just not wear heels. The husband is always running late for special events, which causes me to have to run. So flats from now on.

I was raised to only call my parents’ siblings/spouses uncle/aunt. Then, I stopped calling most of my uncle’s wives ‘aunts’ because I didn’t respect most of them as humans. I was taught to call parents’ friends Mr/Mrs name, unless specifically informed otherwise (most insisted on only first names).

I’m going to have to switch to a slightly heavier blanket and I’m not thrilled.

I only floss when I know something is stuck between my teeth.

A dentist would lecture me to no end because I haven’t been to one in years. My husband chose the local dental school as our primary dental practice. The same building as my pharmacy school. I’d rather keep not going to the dentist over going there because I despise that building.

My husband tells physician that he takes the dog for a walk and he gets told “great work getting exercise “.

I say I take the dog for walks and I get told “yeah, that doesn’t count as exercise “.

Pup and I go further, faster, with more hills and more frequently.

Anyone else deal with similar BS?

Solidly choosing D. I’m not sure I have a real second choice.

One of my many pet peeves is being disrespectful of another person’s time.

Plumber appointment time came and went. No call, no show.

Called company office and had to reschedule to different day.

They has one more shot and only one more shot, and that’s only because my husband wants to use them.

Injuring the tendons in your wrist of your dominant hand is a definite disadvantage as a pharmacist. I was wincing opening every single vial of meds yesterday. Thankfully, I didn’t have to convert any stock bottles to non-safety caps or I probably would have cried at work.

My parents just tried to blame Biden and Shapiro for scientific research funding being cut.

I try not to yell at my parents, but I let loose tonight on this topic. Don’t piss off the pharmacist who wishes she never left the lab.

Today’s songs in my brain:

California Love by 2pac, Roger, Dr. Dre
For Whom The Bell Tolls by Metallica
Lola by The Kinks

Today’s songs:

It Wasn’t Me by Shaggy
Lonely Boy by The Black Keys
Everyone Else Is An A$-hole by Reel Big Fish

Today’s songs:

I’m Henry the VIII, I Am by Herman’s Hermits
Grand Theft Autumn/Where Is Your Boy by Fall Out Boy
Yellow Submarine by the Beatles

Songs in my head today:

Where the Party At by Jagged Edge
You Don’t Mess Around With Jim by Jim Croce

I don’t see a connection and I haven’t heard either in quite some time.

Understandable. His was only like $3K of damage, mostly because of sensors in the bumper.

Similar thing happened to my husband a few months ago. Our insurance company is still trying to get our deductible from the girl who hit him.

My husband is the exact same way.

Have you ever been so exhausted that you said “bless you” to yourself after you sneezed and didn’t even realize that you did that?

Thank you for reassuring me that I’m not alone. The fact that I have colleagues that think it’s ok is mind boggling.

My parents forced us to go to Sunday school after church (we didn’t always make it to church). We were allowed to stop attending after we went through confirmation. My parents were against organized religion but forced us to go to make grandparents happy. Now they want my nephew to go to church? 🤦‍♀️