Well, the dog is home. He looks like pretty much any being does after some heavy duty surgery... miserable. He's like, I mean he actually LOOKS better, but he also looks pathetic.
I did yoga, and I did not die, but I bet tomorrow I am going to be wanting to die because I did not do my hair, I did not do my med box until now and I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and just like ARGH. Nor did I go to Walmart. Those things are going to have to try and happen in an orderly fashion throughout the week. Hah.
I don't know how I am gonna get through the next couple of weeks. I am covered in eczema from masks, I need to do my stupid hair, and I need better drano to unclog my bathtub which is one of those annoying "bladder" rubber tub stoppers and I can't like leave henna sit in it and it is very slow draining currently. Why I did not do my hair. I got dollar general drano but that is not good drano to get. I am starting to think dollar stores may actually be HAZARDOUS. Old people shop there, but perhaps that is a "lure you in thing." I mean, IDK. I had never shopped at a dollar store until Douglas but a certain times you HAD to. Pretty much half what I get there is useless, or actively hazardous. Maybe I need to shadow an elderly person and watch what they do, because they have figured out HOW to do it, etc.
Oh boy 4:18 AM just cannot get here SOON enough. LOL.
Anna