A typical day for me lately:
5:30am Awaken to the sounds of pots and pans banging and bad singing in the kitchen right outside my door at the shelter.
6:00am Give up trying to get back to sleep. Have a steamy cup of bad coffee and do the crossword puzzle in the newspaper before anyone else gets to it. Spend the next two to three hours trying to wake up all the way.
9:00am Take meds & vitamins, vie for the shower, hopefully get a chance to brush teeth but have gum if needed.
10:00am Go to a doctor appointment, a support group, government benefits offices, or other similarly fabulously fun appointment.
12:00 Go to the grocery store to buy something for lunch that doesn't need cooking and that qualifies for food stamps. Mmm, strawberries and cottage cheese and a dinner roll. Good thing they have spoons and napkins over by the in-store coffee shop, otherwise, I'd be eating like a puppy from a doggie dish.
2:00pm Try to get some computer time at the library. Oops, no change for the durned parking meter, got to drive to another library with no meters but must use precious gas. Whew! 60 minutes to check all my e-mail, facebook, blog, do research on housing and SSA benefits.
3:00pm Please god, I need a nap! Try to snooze through kitchen pots, pans, bad singing.
5:00pm Dinner at the shelter. So much "man" food, meat and potatoes or chicken and rice. Please give me some vegetables!
5:05pm Do daily chore at the shelter, after dinner clean-up. Man, those guys sure eat fast! Wash many dishes and GREASY industrial-sized pots and pans.
6:00pm Nightly shelter support group. I'm feeling a little support grouped out. But I do love the Monday night "Here's what your meds mean" meeting. Who knew how truly complicated the brain really is?
7:00pm Watch TV. Hope to god the guys let the gals watch a sit-com or American Idol instead of sports or
crime shows. So much fun trying to watch what you want with 21 other people trying to watch what they want.
9:00pm Relax with a book from the library. No, wait, roommate is already asleep. She can sleep through anything, lucky girl. Try reading in the dining room. No, too many pots and pans and bad singing in the kitchen. Try the TV room. Ok, at least I can tune out the endless crime-solving.
10:00pm Fall into bed exhausted. Able to sleep through banging pots and pans and bad singing. I need another nap after I wake up in the morning.