This is a general musings post I guess. I just feel like writing.
And whining a little. I’m super, super tired. Cannot seem to figure out why.
Seriously, I need to go to the doctor. Something I don’t talk about a lot because I don’t think about it (except times like now when I’m tired) is that I have lupus.
I’m bad about my disability too. It’s an unseen one- even to me sometimes.
As an adult I have gotten better about cutting things out that are wearing me down. I stopped going to grad school because the program wasn’t what I expected and I was finding no joy in learning the information.
I also quit freelance writing for a company because I wasn’t enjoying the writing process anymore and was only doing it for the money. Could have been something I enjoyed writing about but putting a 2,000 word minimum on the text made it very difficult.
Yet, here I am… it’s 11:33 AM and I’m ready for a nap.
I have so much great stuff going on, I need to figure out how to handle this.
First steps first, I’m going to call the doctor on lunch.