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Good morning, good morning.
Last night, I got hit by anxiety hard enough I needed two Ativan. One didn't do the trick, so I took another, and they worked well enough I slept until ten-thirty but not so well I haven't quite calmed down to where I was yesterday afternoon.
The inciting moment was being told the new phone I could get on my current plan is the iPhone 12, either regular or mini. I looked it up, saw it didn't have a home button, and that single aspect was enough to send me spiraling. So I slept through the morning and missed an appointment, and about all I managed was going to the nearest Apple store and putting in an order for a new version of the phone I already have. I made it to the gym for a little bit of time on the treadmill, and that's been all. No writing. No tidying. No putting much of anything away. The Ativan hangover's lingering on in the form of nausea and weariness - I feel like I could go to bed right now and be fine.
I'm going to finish ripping some DVDs, do the dishes, and call it a wash.
The inciting moment was being told the new phone I could get on my current plan is the iPhone 12, either regular or mini. I looked it up, saw it didn't have a home button, and that single aspect was enough to send me spiraling. So I slept through the morning and missed an appointment, and about all I managed was going to the nearest Apple store and putting in an order for a new version of the phone I already have. I made it to the gym for a little bit of time on the treadmill, and that's been all. No writing. No tidying. No putting much of anything away. The Ativan hangover's lingering on in the form of nausea and weariness - I feel like I could go to bed right now and be fine.
I'm going to finish ripping some DVDs, do the dishes, and call it a wash.