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So for a few hours of today, I was alone in the house.

I forgot to have someone fix me lunch, because I am a dorkface, but it didn't occur to me to go scavenge from things I can reach. I didn't even process "hungry" until my roommates got home.

And I was super freezing cold -- it was only, like, low 70s inside the house, and I'm wearing long sleeves, but also I had wristwarmers on and was still miserable. And it didn't occur to me to, say, go over to the thermostat and turn the heat on.

Yeah. I am TOTALLY made of win.

(I also only have 300 words today. Sigh. So tempted to give up. Won't, but tempted.)

mrrgh

okay so (as evidenced by last post) I am not very good at listening to my body.

however, my body is pretty much screaming at me right now. headache (on-and-off for two days now), wacky thermostat issues (the heater has been turned on and I have several layers of knitwear and I'm still not really comfortable), general run-over-by-truck-ness, and bowel crankiness; it is not even 9 yet and I want to go to bed (wanted to go to bed two hours ago) and food doesn't sound good (am planning on toast just so I don't go to bed dinnerless but nothing else sounds remotely appealing) and arghflail.

hope I am not getting sick.

it looks like today is not going to be a very productive nano day -- 500 words if i push -- but i am allowing myself that. even though i have been on a not-very-productive streak lately.

(the fact that I do not have the energy to even think about beating myself up? nice reprieve, but really not a good sign :x )