It’s CampNaNoWriMo day! But first, I’ll update this journal.

Yesterday morning we went to Walmart which was a pain in the ass as usual. Music was blasting, the place got crowded fast, and no one would give us service when requesting vodka. They keep their hard liquors locked up, but pressing the button for help didn’t do us any good and neither did actually going and getting anyone, so I put the OJ back that I was going to make caramel screwdrivers with and grabbed a 1.5-liter bottle of Barefoot Merlot instead.

It was shortly after this that I learned that unopened wine only lasts 3 to 5 days in the fridge. Therefore, since I only have one drink a day, I’m going to cook with some of it and make a Merlot burger.

Did a small online order and if they don’t have the caramel vodka, I’ll go to a liquor store. Had to get some fungal cream anyway, which we couldn’t find in the store. So hopefully I’ll have those things at the end of the day, plus a few TV dinners for variety that I really shouldn’t have. I put back the few pounds I lost after binging for a few days but I know I can lose that much, so I’m not worried about it. I’ll lose it during the week.

We were going to change the privacy window cling in the laundry room from prisms to what looks like a stained-glass window with blue flowers, but I ordered the wrong size. Maybe I’ll find a use for it elsewhere.

I’m back to using the fleece liners for the pigs because the other stuff really didn’t absorb odors well at all. I’m still glad I found it because I can use it for the rats.

Entered about 100 sweeps that expired at the end of last month. No win dreams. I’m probably going to hang it up for a while because they simply take it as an invitation to spam people and I hate getting other people’s win notices, so I’ll be going around and unsubscribing from everything if I don’t get a win notice this week.

In about an hour or so, I’ll call to see if my biopsy results are in, but again, I’m not expecting to hear anything I want to hear. I’m not going to hear, “Hey guess what? It’s not LS! And it’s simple to cure.”

No, I’m going to be confirmed that it is LS and there’s nothing I can do about it that I haven’t already tried. It’s just something I’m going to have to suffer with on and off for the rest of my life.