Yay for vw fun! I've spread out my birthday celebration a long time, but never 9 months.

{{Aimee}}

Aidan woke me at 7:30 this morning. Bleah.

The store that advertised the pretty entertainment center did not have it. They had an ugly one they would have sold us instead, but we decided that it looked like it would make a very attractive climbing tool, so we passed. We looked at 4 stores; no luck. Instead, I ordered a couple of tall bookshelves from Staples for a ridiculously low amount and with free delivery. We're going to put one on each side of the fireplace and put the components on the top two shelves of the one that will then be nearest the TV.

The link to the bookshelves, in case anyone else is interested. The sale ends today: [link]

Evil store, Deena! I'm glad you were able to find something that will work, though. Those are great sales! Too bad I don't actually need any bookshelves right now :)

Ok...must get showered and packed.

Not need bookshelves?

I could understand not have room for more...

I don't...is that real English?

Ok...it probably is more that we don't have room for anymore. But, we have pretty well made due with what we do have.

I have no more walls for bookshelves. This does not keep me from buying books.

And we're off...

Have a good weekend, everyone!

Ah, Saturday morning. How I have missed you. Why can't every morning be a Saturday morning? My one day off this week. My precious!

Living wills and last wishes, eeeee... I guess we should get on that.

Job anxiety and other anxiety in general has led Tom to suggest that perhaps I should get back into therapy, due to high stress and drifting toward depression. Blah. I so do not want to deal.

I had other stuff to comment on, but now I can't remember.

I get to go to Lush today! YAY!

Morning, Nora!

Job anxiety and other anxiety in general has led Tom to suggest that perhaps I should get back into therapy, due to high stress and drifting toward depression. Blah. I so do not want to deal.

FWIW, I so hear you. Therapy hurts. I know, I know, it ultimately helps, too...but it is so damn hard and forces you to confront things that you don't really want to confront. ("Can't I just keep hitting snooze? I'm not ready to get up yet.")

Anyway. You're right; at least it is Saturday morning! Ah, glorious Saturday...

Job anxiety and other anxiety in general has led Tom to suggest that perhaps I should get back into therapy, due to high stress and drifting toward depression. Blah. I so do not want to deal.

I know that feeling. I know it all too well. But! The thing about therapy (which I know you know) is that it ultimately helps you deal better, without needing therapy or crashing into depression. At least, that's been my experience.

It's not so much teaching you new coping skills as helping you reset your patterns of how you react in given situations, so that those situations don't put the whammy on you.

You have no idea how fucking amazing it was the first time I was able to just walk away from my mom when she was being manipulative and judge-y, and just shake my head and think "She needs to deal with *her* issues." I had NEVER done that before.

ION, it's raining, and I'm resenting the rain itself, because I wanted to take a walk. Instead I'm drinking coffee and listening to Digable Planets, which isn't a bad tradeoff.

t runs wildly naked through thread screaming "Whoop! Whoop! Whoop!"

ETA: Now that I've gotten that out of my system, I think I'm ready to start my day. Later, Bitches...