So, after the fun of that trip out yesterday evening?
Right now I’m trying to get it together to make it out somewhere on the bus, because pretty much everything is closed tomorrow. And I want some items I’m already pretty much out of–like bread and, more importantly, pain meds–enough to try and go after them. Instead of just going without for a couple of days minimum.
I’m also not entirely happy with either my partner for not going out shopping before he left like he said he was planning to, or myself for persistently downplaying and dancing around just the level of problems getting out I’ve been having. And frankly how sick I’ve been in general.
There are (honestly mostly PTSD-related) reasons for that, but it really has not been been doing me a lot of favors.
Of course I also feel terrible about even needing to put people out repeatedly, and cause myself all kinds of extra trouble trying to avoid that, as part of the same garbage. That doesn’t help anybody much, either.
It’s not that sustainable normally, but yeah. Turns into an even more obvious set of problems under circumstances like this.