#wasted weekend

Watch Ghostbusters cartoons all day and also go through the entire iceberg of the franchise

Or

Waste my time researching random crap that first comes to my mind and then regert that shit...

I, some how, ending up doing both

And THEN

If someone asks me how my weekend go

I'll say "it's was alright"

I was actually going to give rearranging a try this weekend but then my BIL frantically asked me to help him find his car title, and that ate up most of Saturday morning. Didn’t find it, btw.

Then I realized I would need boxes to store the stuff I was moving around from one place to another, so I texted my sister to see if she had any at work they were throwing away and this is what happened:

Finally called her out on her shitty behavior these past couple of weeks. I think it might have finally sunk in. I dunno tho.

I then went into the garage and found a big box that I could use for the wine bottles, so I taped it up and left it in the alcove by my door. I was going to try and get some work done, but with my current sleep habits, I was far too exhausted, so I napped instead. I have, since October, been waking up in the middle of the night and once that happens, it’s several hours of restless tossing and turning before I can get back to sleep. It has really affected my ability to do anything since it started. I’ve been relying on almost a liter of Coke three times a week in order to stay awake for work because coffee doesn’t help and gets cold too fast. I’m definitely going to mention it to my psychiatrist next week when I see her again.

After waking up from my nap, I had some motivation to get a little something done, but it was more along the lines of redoing my floor plan than anything else.

That’s it. That’s the final plan. Might tweak it as I work on my room, but this is what I’m going with.

And, finally, after a week of getting blown off, my sister ordered the lights and shelving.

Cute, right?

Anyway, after that, my dad called and told me I needed to find him and my mom flights to Macedonia this summer because their travel agent’s prices seemed too high. First off, you’re leaving in July, peak summer vacation month. Second, you’re staying three weeks. For the price they got quoted, it was a fucking steal! So I didn’t bother searching. Instead, I plopped down on the living room couch, cuddled with Mocha, and accidentally fell asleep again because I find football boring as shit.

By the time I woke up, dinner was ready and there went my Saturday.

Today hasn’t been very motivational at all. It’s a little after 11:15am and I’m still curled up in bed, wrapped in a blanket because it’s fucking COLD! I woke up around 1am, couldn’t get back to sleep until about 5am, then woke up again at 8am. Crawled into my sister’s very comfy bed, napped for about half an hour, cuddled with Mocha, then had breakfast around 9:30am.

I’ve been in bed since 10am catching up on the news and anything I might have missed on insta. Then I wrote this post and now I don’t really know what to do.

But I did accomplish two things this weekend. First, I did my laundry. Second, I actually put it away.

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