Work was cold.
But I managed.
I deliberately rather than accidentally wasn't productive at a couple of times, but that was mostly because I was taking time to myself which I felt I needed if for no other reason my sanity.
The blood draw thingy was also today. Now, if I was supposed to fast...nobody informed me of this fact. And the doctor didn't ask when I last ate, either. So if I was supposed to, it's their fault for not asking/telling me to. Prior times have in fact required it. I was kinda sorta close to the minimum time. I ate at like 11:30 and the blood draw thingy was at like 6:30 and it's somewhere around 8 hours minimum so that's not too terribly far from the mark, butstill wasn't technically fasting so if I needed to be...OH WELL.
I also considered doing a long-winded ramble on Majesty today, but I got that urge out of my system. (It felt good to do even though I felt like it went much better in my head and was more complete in my head than what I gave. But at least I gave visual aids!) So that's been my day.
Tomorrow: psychiatrist appointment, then work later. I imagine I'll have plenty of nap time. Nap time when I am woken up, nap time when I'm in the car (I always sleep on the drive down), nap time when on the way back (I always sleep on the way back), and even nap time between the appointment and work.
Will it be enough to keep sickness at bay...we'll find out!
Tomorrow may or may not be a family night. Kinda sorta hoping not, actually, since that'd give me more free time, but if so, ah well. I'm still doing a fair amount. Maybe not as much as I'm supposed to, but a fair bit!
...Now if you don't mind. This blog post might seem a bit broken and disjointed. And that's because when writing it I desperately need sleep.