I've spent three days trying to clean my garage and bedroom. Any progress I make just reinforces the fact that I have too much stuff and eventually will have to sell it or throw it out when I have to move.
My phone also showed me "memories" photos from back when I borescope the cylinders on my car and now I'm back to being convinced I'm going to need a $15k rebuild in the next year and I don't have $15k to do so.
It's nice to be able to see my floor now though. Cats seem to enjoy it.
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I dunno. I've only broken bones twice in my life but both times it was a really horrible injury to the same leg. Also I managed to get (admittedly not very severe) cancer in my 30s.
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what flavor of cancer did you get (and presumably defeat)?
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A tumor in the connective tissue just under my skin. It turned out to be really easy to just scoop it out, but for a few months I had no idea if we had gotten to it before it spread. It was very black and white thing where if I'm lucky I just have to go to about 3 doctor's appointments and a quick surgery, but if I'm unlucky I'm probably going to die slowly and horribly. So I was under a bit of stress for a while.
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