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...

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

::NakedKristinCam automatically goes off. Pictures scheduled to upload in t-minus 5 minutes...:

I woke up about an hour and a half ago, and have been lying in Nicole's comfy guest futon, using someone's wireless connection, listening to my itunes, chatting on AIM and catching up here. Nicole's up now, there was nekkid Kristin and soon there will be coffee.

I could get used to this unemployment thing.

DH's phone went off. he is going to help out friend B move a shed. but BIGB decided to move the time up- DSH's phone always makes my heart race. so I have been awake since 730. and not in the happy way. I had at least a half an hour of the "well it is possible I am awake, but my eyes have no desire to open " stage. It might even have lead to more sleep.

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.

Yeah, that's so what I need to do now.

{{Nora}}

It is n't the worst idea , and at least you would feel like you were doing something