Oh I Got Troubles...

So here's my day... starting with the Shitty Night's Sleep I got thanks to a combo of nap-nap for my ankle and The Ongoing Terrors(tm) which is an extended and tiresome panic attack that's been ongoing since this weekend gone. There's a multitude of contributing factors to my Ongoing Terrors(tm), and I don't think I've named them all. More on that later.

I was still awake at ten to One Fucking AM. I finally got to relax enough by playing Monument Valley on my phone.

On Naming The Terrors(tm) - One of my brain hacks is to name what I'm panicking about. Identifying the issue I'm having does a great deal towards ameliorating The Terrors(tm). Either being recognised makes them go away, or I can come up with a PLN to resolve the issue. Not so much fun with the issue is in other people's hands. One of the big ones is that the Rona has a new release out, and my fam aren't doing all they can to try and stop it reaching me.

Somehow I got enough sleep to deal with today. Girded on my armour [bracers for knees and ankle, the really padded walking shoes. Including knee-high socks to insulate the fetlocks. Fed the cats [the most important part of my day - ask the cats], fed Wilson [my sourdough starter], and then myself.

Onwards to Cash-4-Cans and then shopping.

The local Cash-4-Cans place is a drive in facility. Part of the process is backing in to the bay before you go (drumroll) cash your cans. Forty bucks and change out of this trip, and the dreaded knowledge that our current recycling bags are decaying out of usability. Yay. Not fun

Then onwards to Costco. Where Chaos immediately decided to run off and do her own thing. I had to explain, three times, that I did not have the energy to keep tracking her down. I told her, at the Factory Outlet where I get most of my supplies, that the next place she ran off in would get to keep her.

She caught up with me and stuck close after just one further running off session.

Kid's worried about the spending this week. It's an indirect result of the dreaded ankle. I let a lot of stuff run out and restocking CO$$$$T$ a hefty sock in the wallet. We needed meats, we needed flavour... as I said above, I needed a new power hub for my assorted devices, and that CO$$$$T too.

I have physio tomorrow, so I get to discuss the dang ankle, and perhaps dismiss The Terrors(tm) about getting a needle stuck in my heels. I'll certainly get good plans for rehabilitation. And a procedure or three. I'll probably get yelled at for sleeping in the ankle brace. We shall see.

I still have a story to read, two videos to edit, a story to write, and some little nuggets of cool words to share with some of my reader base.

My feet are in AGONY and I will likely have to spend some of the remaining day horizontal.

I'm moving as lickety-darn-split as I can to do as much as possible with what I have. And what I have most is sore firkin feet and hefty anxiety.