On the waiting line for a diagnosis (I should call them btw), unemployed despite having diplomas. Those last days I am facing a weird puzzle: I have to get analyzed at the lab, which is open from 7:30 to 11 am, and need to be exactly 12h fasting at that moment, but my daily routine involves a big meal at midnight and skipping it would make me well over the 12h fasting duration (and being hungry isn’t very fun as you may know). I think I will manage it somehow but currently that’s a bummer.
Better: a gal I like a lot is visiting this weekend and it’s going to be great. She is one of the only people with whom I am able not to mask.
Also that’s a great season for mushrooms. Got a full basket of chicken of the woods last week and still have some left.
Not diagnosed (yet) but my reason is mostly so that I can get some money if I am recognized as handicaped. It’s not that much: I’d still be considered as poor by most metrics, but I’d take it.