This acts as my apology to all of my friends and family who have been reamed out for asking what I'm doing.
I'm laid up with a broken foot. It's -20°C outside and snowy & slippery af to a normal human (one for whom it isn't necessary to keep in a bubble for being so accident prone or who isn't sporting this season's hottest trend of crutches & a cast). Most people have school or work at 2 pm on a Tuesday afternoon not to mention that I don't really have many friends in Ottawa so there goes the idea of company.
I'm feeling helpless, lacking purpose, missing work, lonely and so damn sore - is it abnormal for me to be (a lottle) cranky and perhaps snap at my loved ones when they ask what I'm doing??? My options are limited.
For any one who's wondering ... my list of answers is as follows : watching FRIENDS/Grey's Anatomy, napping, reading, eating or I've got my nose in my bullet journal.
Nonetheless. I understand the small talk and I'm beyond appreciative to those that check in on me (bc honestly there are many that haven't that I would have expected to/would have on them if roles were reversed). So. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I'm snappy and miserable. But if all could refrain from the "what are you doing?" question, I would love it. Send me a 'hi'. Send me a joke. Send me an 'i love you'. An 'I miss you'. A 'feel better'. A 'man you look like a tool in that aircast, ya Robocop wannabe'. A 'good God you're a clumsy mo fo'. And I'll try my hardest to stay positive. Bc I love you all and I'm so damn grateful for the thought and the 'company'. My deepest apologies for my current and ongoing state of pissy.
All my love. -T.