Day 853

Barely 9pm and I’ve called it a night. In addition to all the usual chaos,today the dishwasher broke. Can’t get someone to fix it till not this Tuesday but a week from. Sigh. 

Let the rest of the family do do their thing; I will be sound asleep in an hour because I took Motrin PM. Conditioned enough polymer clay today to make my arms really sore but it’s a good sore. There’s a lot of bad all around me but I’m still hanging on to pieces of good which I don’t think I could do if I were still drinking.