August 11th, 2017


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Last night I had some very morbid dreams about losing my beloved backpack.
I got up and looked at the time, it wasn’t even nine o’clock in the morning and I already felt like I was done with sleeping. I could have gone to the parish or Pearl House, but I decided to keep on sleeping.

I got up at noon, took my meds, freshened up, and put on clothes and a necklace, and then I was off.

I travelled to Pole City and went to Pearl House, I drank coffee until I was satisfied. Then I had to leave, because my HoivaOnni worker would come visit me in half an hour.

I travelled back to Hometown, and met Sea in the courtyard. We went to the supermarket to buy ice creams, and then we went back to the aforementioned courtyard to talk about the past week and eat the ice creams. I got a Magnum Double Caramel, my favorite.

After the appointment, Sea told me that the next appointment will be held on next week’s Friday at quarter past noon. I think it’s a tad bit early, but then I can have the rest of the day for myself.

I called my mother and asked her if I can come over, she said yes. I took a bus, because I didn’t feel like walking.

Once at my parents’ home, I drank coffee and orange juice, ate a couple of slices of a cardamom bun loaf, apricots and cashew nuts.

My dad came home later, and then me and my mother went to the supermarket.

I travelled back to Hometown and went to the supermarket to buy two boxes of coffee grounds, two bags of sugar, two cans of milk, and two chocolate bars.

Once back home, I realized that I didn’t do housework today. I took the sheets off my bed and put the mattress, blanket, and pillow to the balcony, replaced the towels, and washed the sheets and towels in the laundry; and accidentally chose the wrong washing program, the 30 degrees for 30 minutes that is meant for “everyday laundry”.
After the program was done, I washed them again with the cotton- washing program.

I was pondering whether I should spend the day doing housework, or go to Helsinki for window shopping. I yielded to my wanderlust, and travelled to Helsinki.

Once in the bus back home, this random woman about my age started talking to me, and we talked like old friends about weather and other stuff, and when I got off the bus I waved at her and told her to take care and have a nice weekend.

Once back home, I was suffering from high blood sugar, and I felt moody and frustrated. I took my evening medicine, changed into a nightie, and made a bed on the sofa.

My stomach felt bloated after drinking too much water.
During midnight, I took a shower and washed my face and hair.

Now that I review today, I should have gotten up from my bed when I woke up at nine o’clock, bought food instead of treats, and done housework instead of going to Helsinki. I should have also taken a train back home, because it’s a shorter journey than taking a bus.
I wish I could learn to not to give in to my temptations.