A year in first lines
Dec. 15th, 2011 01:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sereneGanked from hobbitbabe. I'm amused that her February one references my February one.
First content-containing line of journal entry in each month of 2011:
I don't care that much about the whole turning-of-the-year thing, but I like surveys, so here goes:
I was feeling veggie-poor, as a result of days of being in too much pain to deal with much food-wise (shopping, cooking, etc.).
Atstonebender's, just hanging out and doing brainless stuff.
It's a little before 7am.
Lots and lots of work to do today, which of course is the way I like it.
My journal is being spam-bombed.
Yesterday, the kid was having some of the symptoms she gets when she gets her infrequent kidney infections, so after she put it off for a while, insisting it was probably just a backache, the pain got bad enough that she asked me to take her to the doctor.
I spent June and July in a pretty high state of crisis management; first, hospice care for Betty and then her death; next, my kid's hospitalization and surgery.
Today, I'm going to get a neck ultrasound.
I'm soooooooooooooooooooo tired.
So hard to get the energy up for anything these days besides doing the bare minimum.
This ramble will be less verbose than usual, and mostly unedited, because I'm sitting with my feet up, using James's iPad, so typing's a pain in the ass.
hobbitbabe. I'm amused that her February one references my February one.First content-containing line of journal entry in each month of 2011:
I don't care that much about the whole turning-of-the-year thing, but I like surveys, so here goes:
I was feeling veggie-poor, as a result of days of being in too much pain to deal with much food-wise (shopping, cooking, etc.).
At
stonebender's, just hanging out and doing brainless stuff. It's a little before 7am.
Lots and lots of work to do today, which of course is the way I like it.
My journal is being spam-bombed.
Yesterday, the kid was having some of the symptoms she gets when she gets her infrequent kidney infections, so after she put it off for a while, insisting it was probably just a backache, the pain got bad enough that she asked me to take her to the doctor.
I spent June and July in a pretty high state of crisis management; first, hospice care for Betty and then her death; next, my kid's hospitalization and surgery.
Today, I'm going to get a neck ultrasound.
I'm soooooooooooooooooooo tired.
So hard to get the energy up for anything these days besides doing the bare minimum.
This ramble will be less verbose than usual, and mostly unedited, because I'm sitting with my feet up, using James's iPad, so typing's a pain in the ass.