I am sitting here and for the life of me I cannot get enough coffee into me. The problem with this is that if I have too much, and the definition of that changes daily, my head will rip apart and I will be useless for the rest of the weekend. So, I am taking little sips from the second cup of coffee in the hopes that if I do manage to light my brain on fire, I can quickly cease the consumption of the magic bean water and right myself in the eyes of the migraine Goddess and diligently serve She Who Causes Pain until I am granted a reprieve for my obvious failings as a human being.

I have written about the old guy already, I have an idea for the Elder Duck, and an idea Mama gave me last night. However, in the words of aforementioned Mama, I am going to maybe go at a normal pace and not hate myself if I don’t get everything I thought I was going to get done taken care of. This is not an easy thing for me to do, but I promise I will try the best I can do be gentle with myself should I not do ALL OF THE THINGS.

Music for the day is loud. I do not care, at all, what it is, as long as it is loud and drowns out the other things in my head and lets me focus on the tasks at hand. Sometimes you just have to put the demons on blast and plow through them with a goddamn train. Although I will admit that there are moments, and I am sure it is true for us all, that you simply listen to the damn things so they will theoretically leave you alone. It never seems to work that way, but hey, no one is perfect.

Elder Duck is off today, call it time off for good behavior after doing a slew of tests for school this week. I think it is cool the school would give him the time off, then again, they just called me and told me he was absent, so I think I need to figure out what the hell is going on.

The big thing that needs to happen today is that I get to call Childhood Neurology at Strong and scream at them for ordering an MRI that they KNEW would be declined by the insurance company and scheduled it anyway. That is not the way that the world works. So, that should be fun. By fun, I mean, I get to yell a lot and that is always a good thing.

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