Today is my anniversary. I am scheduled to work today, but I woke up with a migraine. It is my own fault. I felt sorry for myself last night and really wanted ice cream. The only ice cream I had was some of Paul's in the freezer. It had pecans in it. I didn't care, I just wanted to cry and eat ice cream. Of course I am paying for it today. I have taken my medication. I called in sick. Now here I sit wondering what to do with myself. My plan is to go do sealings tonight and to go eat dinner at Spaghetti Factory. Our favorite meal there is Mazithra.
It's been 147 days since Paul died, 4 months and 25 days. It seems to go too fast. I don't want all these "firsts" to be done. I want to stay close to September 30, 2017. Maybe because he "is" on that day. The farther away from that day, the farther I am from him. It doesn't really make sense in words.
Saturday, February 24, 2018
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
Weird Gadgets
I bought a mole remover from Amazon. I can't really tell if I like it yet. It seems to work but it smells like burning flesh (because it is burning flesh). And it hurts. Not when I burn of the tops of my moles, but days afterward with all my bloody holes all over. AND I only did 3. We will see if I attempt it again.
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