Sue and I drove around trying to find this doctor's office that I'm supposed to go to. It's interesting because it's inside a store. I thought, "Great, do they even have an office" because last time we were told to go to a store for medical, there was just a alcove. We found the place that I'm going to and I am relieved to see that they have a hallway behind a closed door, so I can have some privacy. Not that there is a lot that I'm worried about admitting.
It's funny because Darlene and Sue are concerned that I have POTS, which is Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome, because I just faint. It's one of the reasons I try not to go anywhere by myself. To onlookers, it's super scary and for me.... well, I don't always wake up so nicely. I'm confused. And last time I got super sick and couldn't stop vomiting. I got tested for POTS and they deemed that wasn't what I had. Go figure. I call it my little mystery element.
I was lazy and didn't feel like getting more coffee, but Emory caught me sipping from his cup, so I had to go get my own. He's cool about it though, but he said he was still drinking it though slowly. 😋 I got another cup and offered to share mine but he went and made his own refill too. We have so many flavors. I'm so in love with coffee.
We took Mozart up to Ventura for the day, but it was so crowded, we weren't able to park. Ventura is about 45 minutes from where we live. We told the commune we'd come up and they said to go to Ventura first for a little bit. We had such a great time at the commune. I have posted pictures on my Patreon.
I am working on a plan with my witchy best friend to get goals done. I meet with her on Sundays.
She thinks if we leave we should head to Spain. I would love that. I think the universe is saying I need to do something big. Life is fleeting. I need to enjoy everything the best I can.
Writing Update:
F.C: 400 words written, 3,500 word goal for the chapter. Lots of writing needs to be done.
C: 1,600 words written on 4,000 word goal.
I need to plug in my speaker software and dictate my story into the word document. I have no idea what I'm really aiming for in life. It feels like I had this grand epiphany that maybe I'm taking unnecessary things too seriously and my goals aren't being taken seriously enough.