Disappointed partier

In honor of Tabitha's birthday, I got an eyeache, a sore neck, and nausea. I tried to take a little sick leave. But what else would I do with my life than read? If not on a computer, then a paper book. My eyes just don't seem to like that for some reason.

Otherwise, I would just want to give up. Why bother doing anything for my body when everything is going to hell anyway? What would happen if, for example, I stopped taking all my daily pills? I've done everything I can for decades, but now it's not enough. Well, then I managed to get an appointment with the dentist, and it's only less than a week away. It's a shame that I was supposed to go on a cruise that day, but I didn't dare refuse, since it's so difficult to get an appointment. I don't understand what's going on in my mouth.

 

 

The trip to Citymarket that I had been planning for a long time was a disappointment. I couldn't find the coloring book I wanted. I couldn't find the Moomin candles, they weren't with the other candles. The toothbrushes on sale were sold out, so maybe I shouldn't have removed the toothbrush from the Prisma order. But I did get the Hello Kitty socks that were on sale, and Moomin Stinky socks.

And luckily there were still the last oven-baked chickens, and on sale for the day. Here only grilled food is sold in the summer, oven-baked dishes disappear from the selection. There were four left and I only bought two, maybe I should have taken them all? Maybe there wouldn't have been enough room in the freezer. Luckily, I had enough bonus money for all my purchases.

 

 

It was a tough trip anyway, as for some reason my other foot was in pain with every step. Have my foot sole pains returned? My back also hurt earlier when I tried to look for tape in the closet. Well, I couldn't find it. In our previous apartment, I knew where everything was. In this current one, everything is missing.

In honor of my mother's birthday party, winter hit anew, and the car of relatives who came from the south ended up in a ditch near the party venue. The men had to go push it. They claimed that at least this way it was a memorable party?

 

 

Remembering my cat Tabitha

Today would have been my first cat Tabitha's birthday. The theme of this post was supposed to be memories of Tabitha, but this one turned out to be a post about a cat playing with balls.

Unlike Olivia who was a lap cat, Tabitha came to lie on me very rarely. One of those rare times was when Tabitha had a collar because of her earlobe surgery, and she was really miserable about it.

Only once in her life did Tabitha jump into my lap: when she was in heat and I was filming a video of her. She jumped into my arms and turned off the camera. As if to say "don't film my suffering"!

 

 

Especially when we lived in our previous apartment, Tabitha had an annoying evening routine. Every time we went to bed, she would take her favorite ball and start yelling "throw me the ball". When she was young, Tabitha would constantly wear out those fur balls. I then bought "a few" of them for storage, and they are still unused.

 

 

I had my own game with Tabitha with bouncing balls. I picked up the ball and Tabitha meowed "throw it now". I threw the ball and Tabitha tried to catch it. Tabitha wanted to play this game even when she was old. Let me just say that Tabitha would have made a good goalkeeper.

 

 

There are so many of these pictures...

 

 

I was already thinking about not playing any cat game today, since it was just the same old ones. Especially since I borrowed Resident Evil Requiem from the library, but I finished it already on Tuesday.

I bought the game Copycat because it was on sale in the PS Store, so that's what I'm going to do today.

 

At the breaking point

I just can't stand that there are so many new health problems that supposedly require a doctor's visit. For example, that bump under my eye. If I try to search for information about it online, I'm not be able to, because the results only show lumps that are visible on the eyelids. This bump of mine is completely invisible, it can only be felt under the skin.

When there are so many things wrong and so many bumps, it's hard to know which one should be the first to rush to the doctor. And when I can't decide, I won't do anything? I assume that the hard spot in your armpit is also due to endometriosis, because I've had supposed endo pain in both armpits for years. But I don't think I'll ever get through to that student health chat.

 

 

The math exam was terrible. I think that if the exam has both theory and calculations, the theory questions should come first, the calculations take so long. When you're only just getting started on task 7 and time is running out on an exam with over 20 questions. When you think you won't be able to pass the exam just because you only have time to do a small part of the tasks. Terrible stress, and fight or flight continued long after the exam. Well, in the end, I had no less than 13 minutes left in the hour and a half exam, and I got 31/35 points.

Everything is so annoying when I have pain and PMS. It's also annoying that text from one of my blogs was copied elsewhere without citing the source.

 

 

This time Lidl didn't actually have sugar-free milk chocolate, just dark. I'm afraid they've stopped making it.

Well, I finally got to borrow game Resident Evil Requiem from the library... It's a shame that survival horror doesn't suit me.