I'm sorry I've been absent, work has eaten my head and I've had no brain leftover, but I've been reading and ~ma-ing like crazy.
I feel for Steph and boundary issues and the wedding (relatives) from hell; vibing for Stephanie and the bar exam; ouching for PC and his parents; meara so needs her umfriend to be closer. JZ needs to have a splendiferous day just because. Robin still has the best advice and Cindy has an amazing ability to say things both honestly and kindly. I'm glad vw had a happy birthday and right in thinking that sj is disturbingly hot in gothy-wear. Sending vibes to Fay for safety and wishing good things for everyone else. I've been missing my peeps a lot.
Nick said something disturbing that I had to share--and who else can I share things like this with? (Yes, I'm using you.)
Nick, happily playing his guitar suddenly looks up at me and says, "I bet being a jazz musician would make you a better lover."
Not enough shudder in the world.
Also, last night as I was taking Kara up to bed, she suddenly turned on the stairs and grabbed the front of my shirt. "Oh no!" I said, "I'm captured! Whatever shall I do?"
She looked at me funny and said, "No, but I know it's hard for you to walk up the stairs so I'm helping you."
Of course, her kindness is not unadulterated. She told Nick a freaky story about a flower eating a bug and they all died at the end; and then she fed the goldfish all the food in the tin. She's also flirting with all of Nick's friends.
It's time for me to go to bed. Love.
Hi Cass!
I'm here, but tired and somewhat grumpy.
Hello Cass! and why are you grumpy, Laura?
I'm here, but tired and somewhat grumpy.
Flee then. I am having a meltdown.
Nick, happily playing his guitar suddenly looks up at me and says, "I bet being a jazz musician would make you a better lover."
Not enough shudder in the world.
It really doesn't help that I think he's right. It really doesn't. Oh god, I am never having kids.
He tried to say that was a universal you and had no bearing on the personal you, but it was too late.
eta: gotta head for bed. Goodnight!
He tried to say
Yeah, nothing that comes after this is going to mindwipe what came before. Unfortunately.
Let me see if I can find a silver lining...
He pays attention to detail?
Yeah... Nope, sorry I got nothing.
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On the other hand, I've stopped the sobbing for the moment. I feel like this could be a good thing.
It really doesn't help that I think he's right.
Me too.
Grumpy from the overworkedness. Over tired. I should be in bed, but I wanted to skim the missed threads.
Wish I was closer to offer a shoulder for the sobbing Cass.
I seem to be too overworked, overtired, and numb most of the time to think about sobbing. I am looking forward to the kids getting back in school in a couple weeks and attempting to find something resembling a schedule in life.
too overworked, overtired, and numb most of the time to think about sobbing.
I was and then (oh the gods mock me) my vacuum cleaner just broke and it was apparently the final last straw. I managed to shower because I was drenched in sweat and caked in crap from the vacuum. I've been feeling on the edge of this for weeks with stupid things making me feel sad for a split second. This was just the breaking point tonight. I was smashing the vacuum against the floor and sobbing. I took that as a sign that maybe something was wrong.
Cass, sorry to hear that you were feeling blue.
I had visitors this weekend and I think I was feeling tired because I slept for a couple of hours on the couch tonight. The downside of that, of course, is that I'm not tired at all now. The Jays aren't playing tonight, so we've had three games on tv, and I'm watching Mariners v Tigers and seeing a couple of my favourite players (Suzuki, Shelton).
I was accomplishy today. I got to the optometrist and got fitted for new contacts (for the first time in, uh, 7-8 years, I guess). Now I need to pick out glasses and I'm going to have to recruit female assistance with the frames (since there have been subtle complaints about the last ones I got on my own). I also had more physio today on the achilles tendon that I injured last summer. With the ultrasound and the anti-inflammatories, it is feeling better and better. Once I get it rehabbed, I'm hoping to shed some weight.
Now just to get some progress made on my main project at work this week, then I can go off on vacation (and see the SFistas) with no pressing worries.
