Sometimes..

It was that kind of day. Trust me.
I don't know why I have to be so hard on myself, honestly. I stay mad at myself most of the time, and for the stupidest things! If anyone ever said to me the things I think about myself, I'd beat them senseless.

Seriously, yesterday was an exercise in what happens when you take your Adderall and then get hyper-focused on the wrong thing. It was not pretty. Not pretty at all.

Band practice got canceled. I came home and messed with ebay while L cooked some thai noodles with peanut sauce for dinner. I went to bed early, but was still awake and tossing and turning well after L came to bed and was already snoring. I guess going to bed early isn't an option with the Adderall either.

Still, it's a definite improvement over not having it. At least I am productive now, even when I'm in a bad mood. I also weighed in this morning at 127 pounds. I haven't seen that number since at least 2004 sometime.

And now it's time again to head to work, where I will stick to my list and try to avoid being distracted. It may be a closed-door day today.