A day in the life of Maddy

With a lack of words, and a fear for repetition in this blog, I would like to walk my readers through a day in my life. Boring? I don’t really know. I have nothing planned at this point. I’m just rolling with it.

I’m going to start at about 10 o’clock at night, when I usually prepare for bed. I will shower, get in my jammies, and what not, and lay down and get on my other blog, maybe check my Facebook a little. I always drink a bottle of water and finally at about 10:30 p.m. lay down to sleep. Lately, I have been suffering from a bit of insomnia, and I’m lucky if I can get to sleep before midnight. Then the annoyance begins. I have difficulty getting off to sleep. I frequently wake up during the night, and most days I wake early in the morning, and can’t get back to sleep. I will wake up every two hours or so, getting life four hours of sleep every night, which adds to all the stress. Perfect, right?

When I get up around 5 a.m., I usually stay in bed until about 6:30 a.m., and then I get up put make up on, do my hair and other things girls do to get ready. JJ picks me up around 7 a.m., and we head off to school. I’m usually dying because of the tiredness. Then I go through the motions of my classes, waiting for the day to end so I can go home and try to get a nap in before work, or go to theatre where it’s easy to ignore all of my problems. Pathetic, right?

After school, or theatre, I usually go to work. I work about four days a week. I love my job. It’s the best escape I have. I’d rather be there than at home. I’d really rather be anywhere than at home, which is why I spend pretty much every free minute at JJ’s house. Her family makes me feel welcome, which is why I love it there so much. I don’t get the same feeling from my family. Sad, right?

After work (I usually get off between 9 p.m. and 10:30 p.m.) I will hopefully get to spend time with Jayden, if he’s not already sleeping, which he usually is. After that, I will go through the same nightly routine. Now, my days obviously differ occasionally, but this is always the same basic routine. Throw in some crying, depression, anxiety attacks, fights, therapy and other habits (don’t be thinking drugs, because I don’t do them) you have a day in my life. Exciting, right?

I guess it was a little more boring than I had originally thought, but now you know what goes on in my usual day, and you can understand what I really go through, when I’m complaining to you about what has happened over the past week. Next week? Get ready for some complaints.