Today is Monday. I last wrote on Friday. And that didn't even count.
Friday I had a Leslie appointment. That went fine, then had a disagreement with Mum on the way home. Our relationship has been rocky recently. I don't even know what I could possibly blame it on. Friday was just quiet.
I spent Saturday afternoon and evening with Matt, which as always, makes me happy. I was cajoled into playing video games, which honestly, no actual cajoling was necessary because Matt can convince me to try just about anything. We (Matt, Adam, Alli and I), first played Wii Bowling, which amazingly and amusingly enough, I won at. Yup. Beat all three of them. Lots of "Fiya-Powa!" chants happened. (That translates to "Firepower." Somehow, when said aloud, it sounded like the way I have it written). Then we moved downstairs to the living room (surround sound!) to play the game RockBand on the XBOX 360, which I, me, the klutziest, clumsiest, worst choice to hold the expensive video game box thingy, was given the "box" to cradle like a baby in the trip from Adam's room down to the living room. Then it was plugged in and began to show the "Ring of Fire", which to all XBOX owners, means death to the XBOX and bad bad things. Matt disconnected or reconnected a cord and the Ring of Fire was gone. Adam then shook me when I pointed out he had given me, the jinx with electronics, the XBOX to hold. We played Rock Band. Matt had the "drums", Adam sang, Alli played "guitar", then it was switched up. I actually sang two songs :O I felt silly just sitting and watching. Although it became evident about my clear musical ignorance when I knew a grand total of possibly ZERO songs. But it was fun.
Sunday, I went shopping with Grandy. Which wasn't planned, but I had a lot of fun out with her. I felt better having done a little tinyyy bit of Christmas shopping. I am considering making James take me shopping this week. It would be fun for us. We shall see. Last night we had Lisa pizza for supper, and I was snappy and not very nice over something entirely different. I felt bad. I was all stressed out and tense because of it. Yesterday the window candles and outside Christmas decorations were put in place and my room is very cozy with just the three candles in my windows.
Today, I got up and did chores. Shock and amazement. I'm glad I did. I had wanted to. It's just so hard, when everyday it's this struggle to lift your head off the pillow, put one foot in front of the other and so little motivates you and makes you happy. What's worse, is that how can any one believe this is how you feel when you're so good at faking it?
Tomorrow is Tuesday and I am headed to a flu shot clinic in Lowell with Mum early-ish in the morning, oh I'm so hoping we can get them.
FLU SHOTS
An unending source of stress and worry for me.
Tomorrow I also see Matt. One of the few things that have the power to motivate and make me happy.

Today is December 7th. 68 years ago today, 2,400 people were killed when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, destroyed 4 ships and 188 U.S. air planes. The attacks began at 7:43 a.m. I wonder what it will feel like when The 9/11 attacks are also 68 years ago.
Also, only 18 days until Christmas.