Thank you, Dr. Google

I spent most of my day deep cleaning my geckos and bearded dragon’s tanks. I bought a new stand with a built in tank and was big enough to set my beardie’s tank on top so they can all be at one place. I sold the tank I was using for the geckos quicker than I thought I would.

In-between this I took Tank on his first walk. The weather was decent enough. He did better than I thought he would. I bought him a harness with a leash but I underestimated his size so I’m going to have buy him another one soon. We walked about 5 blocks around the neighborhood before he started getting tired. Tank did not appreciate a Christmas blow up Grinch in someone’s yard we walked passed. That was funny.

I skipped church again this week. I’ve been having a hard time going. It doesn’t have anything to do with the church itself or the people. I have been struggling to be around people in general the last couple of years. It’s dreadful. I think back to if there has been anything major that’s happened in the past couple years and the one thing that comes to mind is losing my dad in 2021. But why would my dad’s passing correlate with the difficulty of being around people?

The place I feel the safest in my life right now is in my home, in my room, in the dark and quiet, curled up in bed. If I could, I would never leave.

That’s pretty sad isn’t it?

I’ve noticed recently that I’ve got these deep ridges on both my thumb nails. It looks like an indention. When I look it up, Dr. Google tells me I could have a vitamin deficiency or kidney and thyroid disease. So that’s nice.

I guess they’re called “Beau lines”. I had a cousin named Beau. He died in a storage unit because he left his truck running which led to carbon monoxide poisoning. He was addicted to drugs and didn’t know what he was doing. I hope he died peacefully.