Little tip...

If you're going to go look at an apartment, maybe you shouldn't *run* there...literally. You may be stinky, and it may really turn off the person showing the apartment.

EW

Pokes head over mountain of boxes.

Thanks for all the ~ma, everyone. The cousin's SiL died last night, as soon as they took her off life support. Her parents did make it in time, after chartering a plane, although I guess her mom went into shock in the hospital and had to be given something before she could see her. I feel so bad for them.

Aww, Tep, I'm sorry for your scare, and glad everything is ok. You SO were not being whiny, especially under the circumstances.

In fact, wanna hear whiny? I have two carloads left to move and I don't think I can stand to do it. I am tired and there is nowhere to put anything and my throat is all hurty and I just want someone to make me yummy food!

Now that's whining. Off I go. Wears Whiner of the Year Tiara proudly.

GC, he also said Toto looks like a mutt. Not the way to win his way into my heart or good graces.

{{Cass}} Hope the migraine is dying a not so slow, yet ignominious, death.

vw, I'ma just say "ewwww." Some people are a tad less than intelligent.

Edit: {{Lilty}} How sad for your cousin's family. I'm so sorry.

GC, he also said Toto looks like a mutt.

Well, at least he let you know right up front that he's a Nu-Uh-No-Way-Never kinda guy.

So sorry, Lilty. How horrible.

Lilty, I don't know how I missed your post. I'm so sorry for your cousin's family. What a terrible loss.

Also, good luck with your last couple of car loads. You can do it! I know you can.

Lilty, I'm so sorry.

I have no defenses against my own brain, and I don't even know how to go about building them.

Steph, one thing which has helped me (and vw, I beleive) is cognitive behavioural therapy. Obviously, recommended by our respective therapists, so I don't know if you'd find it worthwhile, but it might be worth looking into. It's got a lot about dealing with the (not so much literal) voices in your head.

Oh, I suck. I have been vibing so hard for Lilty's family and for Steph's peace, and then when I do get around to posting, I forget to say anything.

I'm sorry. Steph, you handled. I don't know where it says we must handle everything with grace, but, even if it were a rule, I'd say you carried it off. You vented, but you stuck it through, despite your own pain. I hope the wedding is wonderful and that the time with your dad is miles better than you expect it to be.

Lilty, I'm sorry about your family's loss, and the kitty giving and the tough moving and the too many things in too little space and the no yummy food.

It seems like it was a tough weekend. When I wasn't writing the stupid business plan, I was catching up here, but never got quite caught up enough to post any responses. I hope it gets better for everyone this week.

{{{Lilty and family}}}