Nothing specific making me feel stir crazy today.. More like everything working together to subtly drive me ape shit. My fuse is short and it’s burning bright. I need to stop feeling on edge.
I put a couple of broken down cardboard boxes out with the trash today. So did one of my neighbors. The trash pick up was about eight hours later than usual. I wonder if it was a different team. They didn’t take the cardboard. They didn’t take my neighbors cardboard either. We’ll try again next week.
I slept really well last night. Well, better than most nights at least. It doesn’t matter. I’m feeling really tired today. My eyes are also feeling really tired today. I’m seeing blurry. I’m tired of this. See what I did there? I said I was tired and then I said I was tired of this? Dig it? Ugh.
I have to put together a piece of furniture tonight. The box it came in weighs about 2,143,561,365,242,642,315,447,257 pounds. Okay, that’s an exaggeration… but only a small one. It probably weights 70 pounds and it’s huge. We’re not going to use this piece of furniture for what we purchased it for, but we’ve come up with an alternative use but that doesn’t change the fact that the box weights a ton.
I have two candles burning on the table next to my desk. I’m guessing if the lock down continues long enough I will have 20 candles burning on the table next to my desk. At least.
Why can’t I keep my glasses clean? It’s bad enough they aren’t strong enough anymore, but the least they could do is stay clean. Jerks.
I tried to keep up with the hourly push ups today but I am so wiped out from moving that furniture box into the house yesterday, along with all of the push ups from yesterday, that I am just too sore and tired to do it. I did a few, early, but I can’t keep up with it today. Try again tomorrow, fatty.
My back hurts. My legs hurt. My arms hurt. My eyelids hurt.
Quarantine sucks today.