Since keeping the electricity shut off makes me feel so good, I thought I'd try again to sleep with the heat shut off last night. I can't clearly remember what the hell I was thinking, why I thought that would work after it failed the other nights. I guess I made my sleeping bag warmer than usual (I heat it up with rocks from my oven) and tried to keep myself even warmer by tucking myself and the sleeping bag under a blanket. It didn't work. I'm not sure whether it was the cold; I didn't eat much before bed last night, so maybe I was too hungry, although I didn't feel terribly hungry. Well, I'm done with that line of experimentation.
I haven't been keeping track of my finances. I've been planning for
over a month now to pay for my upcoming dermatology treatment using
funds from two different bank accounts, and I'd forgotten how much was
supposed to be in the bank account I don't regularly use (which was
holding my stimulus funds). I finally checked it today and nearly had a
heart attack; I was expecting close to five hundred dollars, but it
actually contains only two hundred and seventy-three. Then I remembered
that I was supposed to save up last month and this month to supplement
that amount (the total treatment is just over five hundred dollars, not
counting the two hundred that went towards the consultation).
Well, last month I didn't save up nearly as much as I'd planned to. I made poor buying choices because of the brain fog caused by the sleep meds I tried to take again. These sleep meds have caused way more problems than I could ever have imagined. I bought a bunch of energy drinks and shit because even a day with brain fog and fatigue that bad was unsupportable. I bought a ten-dollar bag of something called Maca, which is supposed to help with energy. I don't think it works.
So now, after I pay for the treatment, I'll have less than twenty dollars left for the whole month. I could call and reschedule, but I really would rather get this over with, and I don't want to reschedule because I've already rescheduled once. I daren't ask them for a payment plan.
Ugh, poverty is such shit. Maybe I can try to find a bit of freelance work. Just fifty bucks worth would make me comfortable for the rest of the month, until I get my next disability check.
Last month or the month before, I applied for a scholarship to help me pay for an Irlen assessment and Irlen lenses. I was screened last month and diagnosed with Irlen Syndrome, which may be the cause or an aggravating factor in the migraines I get from visual overstimulation.
I found out today that I was granted the scholarship. I was awarded fifty-eight bucks more than I asked for. Great.
I was quoted five hundred dollars for the exam plus the lenses. The grant leaves me forty bucks shy of that amount. What with the dermatology payment, I won't be scheduling that Irlen exam until next month at the earliest. That'll give me some time to see an optometrist. It's been a while since I've had an eye exam, and I want to make sure my lens prescription is up to date. Shit, I forgot that I'm going to need two pairs of lenses; one prescription and one non-prescription because I only wear prescription lenses to drive and navigate when I'm in an unfamiliar place. I hardly ever drive, so the prescription lenses can wait if necessary.
Going to go look for some small freelance jobs now. Never this motivated to work.
I haven't been keeping track of my finances. I've been planning for
over a month now to pay for my upcoming dermatology treatment using
funds from two different bank accounts, and I'd forgotten how much was
supposed to be in the bank account I don't regularly use (which was
holding my stimulus funds). I finally checked it today and nearly had a
heart attack; I was expecting close to five hundred dollars, but it
actually contains only two hundred and seventy-three. Then I remembered
that I was supposed to save up last month and this month to supplement
that amount (the total treatment is just over five hundred dollars, not
counting the two hundred that went towards the consultation).
Well, last month I didn't save up nearly as much as I'd planned to. I made poor buying choices because of the brain fog caused by the sleep meds I tried to take again. These sleep meds have caused way more problems than I could ever have imagined. I bought a bunch of energy drinks and shit because even a day with brain fog and fatigue that bad was unsupportable. I bought a ten-dollar bag of something called Maca, which is supposed to help with energy. I don't think it works.
So now, after I pay for the treatment, I'll have less than twenty dollars left for the whole month. I could call and reschedule, but I really would rather get this over with, and I don't want to reschedule because I've already rescheduled once. I daren't ask them for a payment plan.
Ugh, poverty is such shit. Maybe I can try to find a bit of freelance work. Just fifty bucks worth would make me comfortable for the rest of the month, until I get my next disability check.
Last month or the month before, I applied for a scholarship to help me pay for an Irlen assessment and Irlen lenses. I was screened last month and diagnosed with Irlen Syndrome, which may be the cause or an aggravating factor in the migraines I get from visual overstimulation.
I found out today that I was granted the scholarship. I was awarded fifty-eight bucks more than I asked for. Great.
I was quoted five hundred dollars for the exam plus the lenses. The grant leaves me forty bucks shy of that amount. What with the dermatology payment, I won't be scheduling that Irlen exam until next month at the earliest. That'll give me some time to see an optometrist. It's been a while since I've had an eye exam, and I want to make sure my lens prescription is up to date. Shit, I forgot that I'm going to need two pairs of lenses; one prescription and one non-prescription because I only wear prescription lenses to drive and navigate when I'm in an unfamiliar place. I hardly ever drive, so the prescription lenses can wait if necessary.
Going to go look for some small freelance jobs now. Never this motivated to work.