I did both my walk and the gym today. I strapped my little toe to the next one so that it wouldn’t swell up again. It has worked. I still need to go get it checked though. I just realised how much root growth I have on my hair in the gym mirrors. I blue shampooed it to take the brassiness out of the ginger. I really do need to put a colour over it to blend root regrowth so that it stops looking so blocky at the roots. I can’t even get into the car park at home tonight. Before I came out, about 10pm, there were cars double parked and four of us on the grass at the entrance. I am going to try sort it this week so the ones that shouldn’t be parked there get a fine which will put off others once word gets round. I probably won’t get far. The neighbours here in the block of flats have complained about the same issue. It has never not happened apart from during lockdown (which shows outsiders who aren’t visiting are parking there). It is getting worse than it has ever been previously. There has never been this much excess cars double parking and parking in the entrance (those of us that live here are the ones having to park on grass at entrance because of cars that don’t belong here).
I have still not done most things I need to do. Or many things that I want to do. The only things I can do is things that involve moving all the time. I can walk miles when I am restless without noticing until I look at step counter. I can’t even function enough to do art creative type stuff at the moment. I have to take allergy tablets just to cope with the amount of dust that lingers in my flat. I just can’t function long enough to keep on top of it. I can’t even function enough to sleep for many hours at a time. I don’t think I am sleeping… just passing out for a few hours at a time. I have been less able to function since me and my friend fell out. I don’t know why it is still affecting me because I am done with them and over it enough to no longer care. I should have snapped out of it now that I emotionally pulled myself away.