My day, thus far has been very much no good at all. It's about 83 degrees, here in this brick oven we call a house. Our wonderful brother-in-law has taken note of our lack of air conditioning (I don't know why, but my parents never thought to get even a portable AC unit, and instead let all of us girls swelter every year, fighting over who gets the fan pointed at them), and he bought us a unit. It broke immediately. And now that we are getting into summer, there are no exchanges to be made or new units to be bought.
That's just the prologue. I've just had a kinda meh day. The heat plus the boredom of having not-much-to-get-done has left my brain foggy and depressed. (My mother has instilled in all of her children, a constant drive to be working and accomplishing things. If I spend time mindlessly scrolling or watching, I get anxious. Even my enjoyment time has to be scheduled.)
I then got the results in from my lab tests from last week. Everything reads normal. Yay, right? No. I still have a ton of symptoms that now remain unexplained, and ths untreatable. The symptoms are nothing horrible, they don't even prevent me from living a normal day to day. But it's still so frustrating to know something is wrong and no one can tell you what or how to fix it.
My mom made a big fuss about a bunch of meaningless stuff, and put everyone on edge. Then, my dad and I went to the YMCA. The dance studio key I hoped to use was "checked out" (they later found out that it was lost) and I couldn't use it. I tried to just use the treadmill, but I wasn't wearing the right shoes and an employee had to come up and let me know I couldn't use the equiptment. They were really nice about it, and I understand it's just policy, btu it was SO embarassing! I don't handle embarassment well. So I just sat and waited for like, half an hour until we went home.
I'm looking forward to this evening. I'm gonna try and turn the day around by getting my stuff organized (I think messy room and "mount laundry" at the foot of my bed has contributed to this brain fog) and watch a fun movie.
Sorry to dump all of this here. It was the only place I could think of. I feel better already!
Also, My sister and I are going to a comic-con in August...I'm reaaaallly really hoping Summer Glau magically decides to come to this one.