weekend update

So over the weekend I had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad fibromyalgia attack. What happens (to me) is that my skin gets hypersensitive to the point where even my flannel sheets hurt to the touch, and my legs feel as though they've been beaten with a sack full of baseballs from the bottom of my spine all the way to my mid-calves. The pain is bad during the day, but when I try to lie down to sleep, it becomes excruciating. It's weird.

It's worse these days because I have been neglecting my cardio, but in order to get better I have to fight through the pain and general fatigue to get to a point where it doesn't hurt to do cardio. It's a catch 22, if you will. The meds make my mom feel even worse, though, so I tend to self-medicate the way my grandfather did, which isn't the best approach, but we do what we can.

( This got long so I will cut to spare you the boredom-induced coma. )

So that was my weekend. This morning I applied for that job in Connecticut, because the pay is too good not to, and also it is basically the next town over from writingpathways, so at least I know people there. Plus my tarot card reading (the professional one, not my sad attempt) suggested that the job for me isn't necessarily in the city, so I should keep my options open. We'll see.

Today I have a dentist appointment at lunch time. Tomorrow I see the nose doctor. It's an exciting week.

today in 'Scenes From the Library'

There's someone sleeping in the stacks right above my office. There's an open balcony so I can hear them snoring. I should go wake them up, but I just don't care enough to walk up the stairs. Though if I set off the alarm on the back door it would scare the hell out of them, and that would be funny.