I woke up this morning with a really sore throat. I hate being sick. It always triggers a lot of my PTSD stuff.
I'm frustrated because I have stuff I need to do today. Like go to Meijer, without Isaac, to buy the stuff I was not able to buy yesterday. And the store will be crowded and there is no way I can handle that when I am sick on top of everything else. I'm tired and I just want to sleep.
Also... kitty litter is heavy. Even the smallest container you can buy. I have to figure out a way to get it home and into my apartment. Hopefully without killing my back.