Just remembering Julie.
I can faintly hear a ringtone coming from downstairs.
Upstairs, I am so very warm and sleepy.
When you’re already overwhelmed by keeping up with day-to-day life, when you’re ex gets sick and can’t take you child for an overnighter on the weekend, and when you were already kind of under-medicated and not really caring about anything.
Then the brain zaps start to come and thank goodness the child is at a kids camp today while school is out for fall break and yes I’m headed to the pharmacy right now.
Anybody know where I can find my wallet?