Feeling Discouraged


It is freezing cold here. I hate it almost as much as the heat in the summer. There are rolling power outages because the power company has had to drop its usage because of the cold. I don’t understand why they need to cut power. We use more in the summer. I haven’t lost power yet but now they are saying the outages will continue through tomorrow. Phone lines are down, too, from the high winds. This is crazy that we can’t cope with the cold. It makes no sense. Everything is frozen and I am sitting here with my jacket on and my heavy socks trying to stay warm even though the heat is up. The cold is coming through the windows, which are not insulated, so it’s cold here on the couch.

I have been so anxious all day. I just had to take more klonopin and allergy meds. I have spent most of the day on my financial aid for school. The Chicago school hasn’t mentioned a financial plan, This has all been through Argosy. I still have to fax those requests for credit for my SUNY courses to Argosy, but I just can’t face going out in this cold. And I started to look at my books on the bookshelves. I don’t have enough boxes and most of the books could be packed our given away, but I don’t have any room to store them, let alone try to carry boxes of books. So I am feeling rather discouraged. I’m starting a headache, too. I wanted to start a mosaic project, but I was busy with the financial aid stuff all day.

I don’t know if I’ve been accepted into Argosy, but it seems that I have, if they are sending all this financial stuff. I feel discouraged because I have no room where I can store boxes of stuff. And I can’t find so many things. I just feel very discouraged. And the cold doesn’t help; staying in and not being able to get out to get my meds, either, let alone boxes and CD cases and to the bank. I probably have to get our tomorrow

About mairedubhtx

I am a "youngish" grandmother of 15 year old twin granddaughter who has recently (is a year "recent"?) adopted Islam as my way of life, much to the consternation of my family. I love to read. I love to write. I am writing a book about my decision to revert, about my spiritual journey. I have another blog about stories from my youth, my parents, and grandparents. It's a blog so my OCD daughter will not be able to throw it out when I die. I suffer from depression and anxiety, for which I am treated, so my posts may be a bit dark at times. C'est la vie.
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