No, but I do have an offer of a carriage house or a third floor bedroom and bathroom (in the house that owns the carriage house) if I need it. I may take her up on it - she's not very far away. Only problem is, no internet access if you're not wireless, and I kind of need Teh Internets right now. I still may take her up on it.
Do whatever you can to break up the stuck-at-home-with-pain part of this. Go stay with friends. Get some exercise. Go see a movie. Go to a bar. Keep moving. A lot of what gets you through this part is what I call the Zombie Shuffle. You just keep moving forward any way that you can.
Got the number. I'm on my way home now, and will call as soon as I get there.
No, but I do have an offer of a carriage house or a third floor bedroom and bathroom (in the house that owns the carriage house) if I need it. I may take her up on it - she's not very far away. Only problem is, no internet access if you're not wireless, and I kind of need Teh Internets right now. I still may take her up on it.
This, even without the Internets for maybe a night, is good. And it is just good to know you have a place to escape to, even if you don't use it.
My thoughts are so with you... This is hard.
Thanks, sweetie. I've got a friend coming overr. I may force her to watch Angel. I'll check in later.
Oh, that's great Juliana. A little drooling over the DB is more than enough to take the mind off of troubles, at least for a little while. I'm just glad to hear you won't be alone.
Cass cracked me up.(I went to the Cronkite School too.)
Feeling bad for Juliana.
Huge kisses and buckets of mac'n'cheese and all other comfort to you, juliana. I'm so sorry it's so hard, I'm so sorry he's not wise enough to see that you're worth fighting a thousand thousand dragons for, I'm sorry you're so far away. You'll be here for Thanksgiving, yes? You'll get kissed and hugged and massaged and cosseted up then, as much as you can stand and more.
juilana - just 10 minuets at a time - that's all you gotta do.
I am trying very very hard to be quiet.
Kittenish is in the closet, more accurately at the top of the closet. Occasionally wandering along the hangers but then jumping to the top shelves.
Puppycat is fascinated. The look is somewhere between "chirp (want to pounce)," "moooooom, she's somewhere baaaaaad," and "can I do that?"
Anytime I move a twitch or make noise, they both turn. I am stifling laughter and dying that I can't come up with better ways to describe this because it is hilarious.
Also explains cat hair on clothes I know I just washed.
