Voices Carry

 ...and I'm currently sitting in the recliner in my shorty nightshirt, face unwashed, shower undone at 3:40 p.m. The laundry from last time has accumulated but has not yet been folded. I still need to go collect the last load from the dryer. Which, I hope, is drying; I swear I started it when I tossed everything in the other day, but it was fully damp this morning when I went to check. That took ALL the wind out of my sails. My therapist wrote me a doctor's note for work Weds-Fri. I made it 6 hours of the workday yesterday and had to leave. I'm unfit for public consumption. I slept through church this morning. Essentially, it's been a fully useless week, except for a blood-draw on Thursday and therapy on Wednesday. Oh and I did an instacart order from Aldi at some point, which arrived with a giant can of coffee instead of the cheese I'd ordered. The coffee and the leftover, unopened packages of Oreos from Beast are now in my car to take to work for either the staff ...

It's 5:00 p.m. I've been awake for approximately 4 hours since midnight. Frankly the only reason I have gotten out of bed is to eat and pee, and sorta washed my face. The laundry remains piled in the living room, unwashed. Oops, no, I've got one washed from at least 10 days ago that has been sitting next to the recliner unfolded. The sheets and towels are desperately in need of changing, too. Today is a full-scale wallow day, after a highly-charged chaotic day yesterday* that involved me driving up to Sparky's to hold her hand while she  had a full-scale wallow about her 'miserable' life. Tried to get her back from the edge, called a friend to talk to her about job-hunting (he had a job suggestion on the phone  he was checking on today , which is a better lead than Sparky has discovered in 5 months!), took her to dinner (OMG, Kopp 's flavor-of-the-day and a grilled cheese ftw for me!), sat outside in the sunshine to eat, and then drove back home. I'm bea...