Kat Atwell is a freelance writer, blogger & stage presence telling stories that deliver laughs, validation & community.

Mental Health | Wellness & Self Image | Experiential & Reviews

No good, very bad day.

Today was insane.

Operation: Get Off Ambien was an abysmal failure last night. I couldn't sleep to save my life. I guess failing would have involved caving and taking the medicine, which I didn't, but I almost wish I had. I was overemotional, and exceptionally sensitive to noise, and easily irritated, and weepy, and thoroughly unfocused at the office.

Was emailed by someone to tell me that someone else was handling a review of my progress. Not a fan of how that baton got handed off.

Getting a check cut for a guy at work is nearly impossible if you have to work with the Accounting Department. Note: There is no way to get around the Accounting Department.

Having a bad day in tandem with a close friend experiencing her own problems is not fun.

Had a wildly embarrassing incident involving dropping a piece of mail behind a huge counter into a very thin crevice. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was funny and entertaining to bystanders, but it broke me. More detail tomorrow during snowpocalypse.

And then, to top it all off, a person walked in the door three minutes before close requesting a counselor, and I was the only one left on the floor.

Oh, and! AND. There is a girl who sits nearby who does not understand volume control, and talks incessantly. Today, she would not shut up. It was all I could do not to snap at her.

I'm home now. My husband went to the store and braved the frenzied crowds at the grocery store to pick up a prescription, food for tomorrow, and then got a craft to do with Kiwi tomorrow, and got me some more origami paper. I made a flower before bed. That was nice.

Right now, had I not put myself first, I would be onstage right now. Instead, I'm in bed. I'm a big fan of that. However, I do wish I hadn't left all my library books at work. Sad.

There is a good chance I'm going to actually sleep tonight. Fingers crossed.

Sleep is so not for the weak.