Another day.

Well, it’s Sunday, just another day. I awoke around 11 to take my “Happy Pills” and have just been puttering about. Tidying here and there, considering doing laundry, but also considering NOT doing laundry. I still have clean undies for the coming week, laundry can most likely wait. I have therapy tomorrow, which is always a bit of a struggle, I want to be going to therapy and I like my therapist, but it does mean I have to leave my apartment which always causes anxiety. I’ve become very good at hermit-ing myself away, I like staying home. This is a really pointless blog post, but I just felt I needed to write SOMETHING today. It’s short and sweet, but so is today.