Kinda iffy. My saturday has been completely devoid of effort, my energy or lack thereof perfectly matched with the weather. I think I ate a bad egg yesterday, which tasted and smelled fine but just gave me eggy burps and a mildly upset stomach, so I might just blame it on that being what caused me to sleep poorly as I have no other excuses or explanations otherwise.
Family dinner was fine. My father made lasagna, which was awesome minus him deciding to randomly chuck in a sweet red pepper (not a bell pepper) and I really dislike the taste of those. I made apple crumble, but it was lacklustre and bland compared to my usual standard. I really just can't cook or bake anything properly right now, it seems, even if I follow recipes that I know by heart.
I was informed yesterday that my appointments with the psych hospital have been made; four appointments total spread over march and april. Hope they can help me because I'm just done feeling like a waste of space.