I’m not sure what the deal is today, but I feel mega puny. And along with that, it seems that my hands have gone sort of fuzzy and clubby. It’s definitely not ideal for writing or typing (and probably not for crochet either, but that I will probably try). I’m sure that this is more related to whatever cold/flu/malaise has been passing back and forth between the family rather than bipolar-related, so I might whine a bit, I’m still relieved to physically feel poorly over mentally feeling poorly. As I’ve said in the past, it serves as a great distraction from my brain’s stupid bullshit.
I’ll take a moment to pat myself on the back for managing to half-assedly do a few things today, and then go back to mulling and feeling puny.