Startrack, I hate you with every fibre of my being! Watched the little delivery person literally reach out their car window and put the "missed delivery" card in my mail box before speeding off when they saw me come out.
My little back garden has turned into a bit of a nursery, and as a result, there are a few young children screaming about the independence that's being forced upon them. There's also quite a few looking a little wet and upset by the current downpour, so I have propped the table tarp up a little so they may shelter.
Today was my first full work day since shingles and holy hell is the fatigue real. I was warned about it, but boy howdy if I wasn't about to knock off I'd be cosying up for under the desk nap.
First fledgling of the season made it through their first night. Although I think mum has decided she's done because it's been screaming all morning to be fed and she's not been by.
I forgot I was half watching/listening to a creative talk and came back from lunch to this tiny woman in the corner of my screen ( I popped the vid out and made the video window very very small), thought I'd left myself in a meeting or had someone watching me.....
Learning new things at work and being praised for my intelligence is making my head explode with imposter syndrome, just want to crawl into a little hole and not have a shit ton of people watching me.
Have a look into laundry stripping, I wear a lot of white undershirts and have a lot of light-coloured bedding and once a month (or sometimes more) I laundry strip everything.
Am white, but also hate it! My parents didn't name me "Banana" they named me "Bananafungus", and unless I've told you otherwise that's what you can call me.
As a film/TV buff in Australia, I will never not be jealous of how the UK/US/Europe get all these cool creative talks/discussions with casts and crews for things. I know I can watch most of them on YT now, but I feel like you miss so much of the "vibe" not being there. When I've been to ones here, there's sort of this buzz of curiosity in the room that sometimes has you leaning forward.
Since I'm scabbed up and no longer contagious I am determined to get out of my house today. I think I'll settle on a little country drive near home so if I get to tired I can just call it quits without to much drama.
It's always easy to miss things! I have a heart defect that was missed for years because it was constantly fobbed off as anxiety. It wasn't until I started seeing a nurse for something unrelated did someone genuinely start to question what was going on.
Turns out my heart isn't overzealous because I'm anxious, it's because it's making up for that fact it's got some issues it's trying to constantly correct on its own.
My shingles is scabbing, but due to the location it keeps cracking open and weeping, and it's making me fucking miserable. Also, keeping the heating on to keep me warm while I can't really wear a shirt is making my skin awfully dry, which is making my other skin problems play up.
I just want it to be over, but I was warned it may be a long time before that happens... ughhhhhhhhhhh
My shingles is scabbing over and it looks like I have road rash on half my face... Trying so so soooo hard not to scratch and pick (I'm a terrible picker) because apparently shingles can scar horribly.
Startrack, I hate you with every fibre of my being! Watched the little delivery person literally reach out their car window and put the "missed delivery" card in my mail box before speeding off when they saw me come out.