Case of the Wednesdays

Between binge-writing stories, picking up and delivering the PCN on Mondays and Tuesdays, on Wednesday my brain is drained. Of course the weekend adds to the brain fatigue I feel on Wednesday.

Not to joke about the medical condition but in my tired state of mind things get bipolar real fast. I have less control over my mind on Wednesday mornings. I can sing anything from love ballads to rap at any given moment. I can go from over the top excited to useless in minutes.

Sometimes in my tired state of mind I make abrupt choices that may be good or bad.

Let’s start off with one of the bad choices I made…

Sometimes I read too much into things especially when I’m tired. I was reading that one way people add Coconut oil into their diets was to add some to their coffee. I’m sure coconut oil is good for you but maybe not straight from the jar. Upon finding the coffee idea, I went on to add it to my daily cup of Café Bustelo.

The initial cup was confusing but tasty. It was like a cup of coffee soup. It also sparkled because fat formed shiny bubbles.

While there are many good benefits of “healthy fats” I found that after a week I felt muscles twitching near my heart and was paranoid that I was going to have a heart attack for the following week, so I opted not to spike my coffee anymore and now I feel normal again.

I’ve since found the Coconut oil pill to be safer.

And now an example of good decision.

After five p.m. Albertson’s gets packed so I came up with the genius idea to take the family at 7 a.m. with the intention of putting the groceries away without my wife’s assistance.

Upon arriving at the store, no one was around. We had easy access to anything we needed and I thought the plan was a great idea until I realized I needed to put away a high dollar amount of groceries. I was frustrated about the whole putting the groceries away part because my organizational skills are way below subpar. So I proceeded to bring the groceries inside only to realize that I didn’t have as many groceries as I thought.

What shouldn’t have been such a frustrating moment was amplified because it was Wednesday morning, the roughest morning of my week.