Well…. today started out bad and ended up about the same. I thought I had secured a storage, but it fell through. It took about 11 calls and two false starts but I got another one.

Then I decided, in my infinite wisdom, to cancel the uhaul and just make several trips in my minivan. In the middle of this we stop for lunch at In and Out and I don’t know what it was in the burger, but I immediately got a massive headache.

I’m thinking maybe some preservative or MSG (which always gives me headaches), but it could have been just the gluten and dairy. Which I had been very good about abstaining from lately.

Either way that cut the entire day short. I forced myself to complete one trip and just couldn’t muster the energy for another one. Luckily the teenager offered to drive us home.

Brad was mellow. We didn’t exchange more than a few words. I could tell he was in pain. I’m guessing it was the physical kind more than emotional. He did buy me a hammock though. Which was super sweet. I’ve been wanting one for my yard. It’s huge and sturdy and much nicer than anything I would have bought myself.

I was in too much pain to express very much emotion. When I get headaches this bad the only relief is a dark, quiet room. Unfortunately, the hammock was way too big to fit in my car and neither of us was in any shape to disassemble it. But it was such a nice gift and something I have really wanted. Now I can lay in the comfort of my yard with no anxiety at all.

But it kind of makes the whole thing even sadder. Especially when he pointed out the box of stuff he gathered for me from his house: my robe, mouthwash, etc. etc.

These kind of things are never fun, are they?

I’m going to take a hot bath, go to bed and call this day over. I’m throwing in the towel. Can’t win em all.


Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s