This morning:

I woke up still feeling sick.

D's ear infection wasn't better.

I'm staying in bed.

"What Not to Wear" is on TV.

I had a terrible dream and D held me for a half hour.

My meds have been hurting my head.

The kitties are extra snuggly.

I smiled at D when he woke up and tiptoed out of the room because he thought I fell back asleep.

I'm wearing a t-shirt with a skull on it, and sweatpants from Abercrombie.

I braided my hair.

I took a shower with D.

I looked at all my earrings and wondered how I could organize them better.

I weighed myself and didn't care what the scale said. I fit into my clothes and that's what matters.

I had vanilla yoghurt and raspberries.

I decided that I want to go to Bhutan.

Arwen (the cat) tried to help me with my post by pawing at the keys.

I have cramps. Damn menstuation.

I am ignoring spelling and grammatical errors, since I'm having difficulty seeing. I've been doing that a lot lately. Reading has become harder.

I looked at glasses online, I get to get new frames soon.

I haven't had my coffee yet.

I am enjoying how incredible my soft sheets feel.

I engaged in sexual activity with my hot boyfriend.

I thought about how messy our bedroom is, but decided to post this instead.

I just decided that I need a nap.