I think my sense of smell is coming back. When I was in the hospital, it went away, no idea why. Now I get a whiff of things at times and feel excited. Smell is an important part of life.
My eyes hurt and they’re itchy. I resent allergies. Is it pollution? I resent that I’m supposed to fork over tons of bucks for allergy meds. I tried two last year. I hate pills.
I ate some delicious grapes very dark purple. They tasted great. I’m too tired to cook anything. I shopped till I dropped, for the Sacred Peace Walk–five different stores today. R gets gift cards donated, so I have to figure out what’s best to get where and try to use the cards in a smart way.
Well, I feel like the pain in my eyes is telling me to go to bed. I was supposed to have dinner with friends, but it would have been abusing myself. I’m out of energy. Social energy is the hardest, for me.
I made a schedule for the next few days, what I’m doing when. Gnight, everyone.