I am in a terrible mood. My head has been lurking in the 3-4 range for days, not enough to even lie down with, but enough to hurt. Enough to make every job, every trip back and forth to Zo’s nature camp or the store or the dog park, every run of the dishwasher or preparation of meals utterly exhausting. Enough to make me unable to take the girls’ fighting, the dog’s whining. I go to bed early and when I wake up, I just want to stay in bed.
I had my phone interview for SNAP, Ohio’s food assistance program. The lady was very nice, and it was a painless process. We are eligible for $78 per month in assistance, which will help.
But my mood is still sour. I really miss seeing people, putting make-up on, feeling good about myself, chatting about the weather or city politics or just someone ELSE’s problems. I am permanently stuck in lonely sad land, my only friends those I talk to on Facebook or Twitter. It’s like I’m just better enough to miss a real life.