Trying to get back into the swing of things. I am going to force myself to sleep tonight and stay awake all day tomorrow.
Today I: swept/mopped the kitchen, made myself dinner... That's about it.
I think I would like to make Friday evenings my official cleaning day. I will tackle a room in the house in need of cleaning, usually the living room. I will try and get everything all straightened up this weekend to get on an even footing with it.
I will probably clean the little boxes tonight, vacuum, organize, straighten, etc tomorrow.
I need to start taking better care of myself. I have been neglecting my personal hygiene, something that is absolutely unacceptable to me. I am six weeks late on my period, so I think that probably doesn't help my mental state of mind. I have, however, been able to keep up with my Alli and Zoloft. I still have crazy bouts of anxiety, though. I have taken a Diaz every day this week, and I could not tell you why that is exactly.
I've got a lot to do before school starts on Tues. I need to copy/make copies of the short stories, edit my syllabus, re-submit my syllabus, make copies of the bastard, all that good stuff.
Am I trying to do too much? I can't rely on Andy to do anything. Sometimes, honestly, I resent him for it. I know he works 40 hours a week and all, but the way he makes it sounds, he just stands around and talks 1/3 of the time. I can't do anything to get him motivated to help me out. I have to remind him to do EVERYTHING. I can't keep doing that. It will be 3 years of marriage in Feb, 4 years of being together at the end of this month. You would think that he would get the fucking hint by now. Apparently not.
I stink right now. I'm hungry. Things are horribly out of order in my house. I am losing my mind.
Andy doesn't notice a fucking thing.