Didn’t sleep that well last night. Kept waking up worried about yesterday’s appointment so I was a little more tired than usual. When that happens, I usually have a harder time with the ghost chasing, and today was no exception. I spent far too much time running around and staring at stuff, listening, touching, or sniffing the air. It was quite frustrating.
I’m still quite bothered about Dr W’s (and the old ward’s) move. The more I think of it, the more I think the psych area is a dump, which means one of three things: one, they’re going to renovate, which involves workers, loud noises, and paint. Two, they’re going to move people to another floor – one that’s been renovated and doesn’t look like the inside of a well-stripped Radio Shack from 1988.
I’m also having lots of trouble with that one person that I’ve been thinking a lot about lately. I don’t want to talk or think about them at all, but I don’t seem to have much choice and it’s been on my mind a lot.
It seems I can get about 20 prints out of one Elmer’s glue stick (the All-Purpose kind that comes in a 1.4oz (40g) tube, and it’s the only thing so far that I have been able to get decent results with. When J and I went to the dollar store yesterday, we couldn’t find any Elmer’s glue sticks but I thought that the Elmer’s liquid glue would’ve been the same kind of glue, just with more water or other things to keep it liquid. So, I cleaned the printer bed, poured on some glue… and nothing stuck. I cleaned the bed again, tried it again. Nope. After attempt number five I gave up, scraped and wiped the liquid glue off the bed, and went back to using my backup stick. Unfortunately, there was only a tiny bit in it so I couldn’t get the work area covered. So… nothing accomplished on that end today.
We put in an Amazon order this evening for some stuff (I ordered 15 tubes of Elmer’s all-purpose glue stick).
So yeah, I’m pretty bummed out. Stuff is bothering me, I’m having difficulty processing it, the house is making weird noises, and trying to get the plastic to adhere to the printer bed almost had me banging my head against the wall.
I’m going to bed and I’m hoping that tomorrow is a better day.