Just another Tuesday

Scout is bathed. The clothes are washing. The floor is vacuumed. The mail has been opened. Blah blah blah. I had a patient tell me yesterday that life at Bradford is just so boring. I thought, hey dude, welcome to adult life without cocaine and bath salts (yes, the new thing, bath salts. totally fucks up the brain if used long term.). I don't think Bradford is necessarily the problem. I'm not saying that being an adult is just totally dull and boring all the time, but there are many moments of redundancy. Such as going to work every morning. Such as needing to pack a lunch because, surprise!, I'm hungry again today. Welcome to life as an adult. I miss being a kid so much sometimes. I never thought as a kid...wow, toilet paper magically appeared again! Holy cow, the milk has been replaced. Shut up!

I know, I know, Debbie Downer over here. I'm just feeling a bit worn out. Jared is working a ton of overtime which is great for the finances, but hard for my little heart. And it's so hot, that he's pooped out when he gets home. I miss having help with Scout and the rest of the chores. I miss my dinner partner. My food has been a bit off lately without the sharing of a meal with Jared and the accountability of someone around. It goes back and forth between good and bad days with food. I tried to paint on Sunday and it was awful. I wanted to create something wonderful, bold, and brilliant and it just didn't come. The painting looked childish in style and murky in color. Ugh.

On a good note, I downloaded tetris to my phone during the conference I went to last week. Great conference, huh? I love a good game of tetris! I don't do this new agey video games. I do tetris. I do pac man. I do space invaders. Go atari.