I still have three or four boxes of culled clothes from 5 years ago. No sentiment, just haven't done anything with them. And I'm a clutterbat.

Third shower of the day, and no swim as an excuse. 1- must wake up. Quick reviving rinse. Stayed up too late watching a thing on the Dustbowl. Horrific. 2- well, shit. No swim. Dye hair instead. 3-sticky and salty and sunscreeny and, shit I stink like a swamp! after 4 hrs out in sun and crowds...can't stand myself.

I did get a doughnut, but annoying people continued to be annoying. The transfusion was finished for 20+ minutes before they noticed. They have you wait a half hour after the transfusion to make sure you don't explode or keel over, so when the nurse finally came over, she said, "You can go in a half hour." I pointed out that it had been finished at least 20 minutes. She said, "Okay, 15 minutes." She then went off to get the stuff to flush my port.

Sorority girl tells me, from the depth of her week-old diploma, that it's important to wait because there's still blood in the line. That's right. An additional tablespoon of blood is going to send me into anaphylactic shock.

Nurse, with the supplies for me in hand, keeps inserting herself in conversations about other patients, making it be a half hour anyway, before taking three minutes to set me free. That period seemed particularly long because I thought I was only 15 minutes from being able to go to the bathroom without dragging the IV pole.

Stop hijacking my bone marrow, cancer!

Oy, Ginger. I hope it was a really good doughnut, at least.

Ugh, Ginger. You'd hope they'd try not to make the already-unpleasant process more annoying!

I overslept! On a Sunday! How is it possible to have too much sleep on a Sunday?

I did not oversleep! Uh sorta. Because I went to bed with a migraine super early yesterday? So I could t sleep past 630AM because I went to bed at about 7pm?

Problem is, I wanted to go to the farmers market for breakfast since I haven't hardly been this year, but it's not open until much later. Second breakfast maybe?

Also my legs are sore today. Ow.

I dunno, but I started waking up at 7 and fought it until 9. The conclusion to my exciting 3 day weekend is... Laundry.

I have to say, the themes of my just get up already wake up dreams are hilariously predictable/awful anxiety: neverending thwarted packing, fighting with my father and set in some building with structural issues (this one had leaks and a ceiling cat falling through in the kitchen of my old apartment.) Often all combined. Even in my dreams, I have too many shoes.

Yesterday I did not oversleep, but I sat down to rest my eyes at 10 am and slept until 4:30!!

Yesterday I did not oversleep, but I sat down to rest my eyes at 10 am and slept until 4:30!!

That's a not insignificant nap.

There was no over nor undersleeping in Chez Zmayhem this morning.

Matilda staggered out and crawled into my lap and said one sentence: "I'm going to check to see if there are new episodes of What Not To Wear."