I snapped at my dog. I feel so bad.
I’m out in the front yard eating food. Every room in the house smells like poo. But the front yard does too because this is my dog’s restroom for now.
But then she stepped on my plate. It was an accident, but it was right after my mom accidentally grossed me out. I had finished the food off of it and just couldn’t put pickles on it. But I got mad anyway.
That usually means either I am depressed or overwhelmed. Probably I am stressed out.
So. Time to get simple.
Goals for today:
By 3pm, have towels in washer.
Go through classes. Do readings for either Storytelling or Advanced Lit. Devices.
By 3:45pm, towels should be ready for the dryer.
Consider washing personal laundry.
Consider trying to put clothes away for the second month. My suit case is now being used to store toilet paper even though I still have clothes in it.
Order the .99 cent book on Sumerian religion. Any time.
At 5pm, go for a walk. Even if you can’t take Nestle.
By 6pm, have an idea of what’s for dinner, and if my sister is fine with letting us come over.
Sister wants me to see Room on Netflix. It’s about a kidnapped girl. Should check for too-close-to-home triggers on the Internet.
9pm, stop playing with your phone. Memes don’t get rid of empty feelings
9:30pm, be home getting ready for bed. Make sure Nestle has her potty walk.
10:30pm, be sleeping
I wish I could erase my sense of smell. It’s killing me