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This is actually exactly what I said. Adding in that I hadn't really slept all week. Totally not his fault, obviously. Just me being distracted and suffering from self-imposed stress.Yeah, but that's the detail. Did you start out with, or add in somewhere that you want to reschedule? If not, I am more inclined to see his continued interest in keeping tonight's date as more compliment than boundary crossing.
You know what, then? Go for it. Make something quick and easy, hit the couch, maybe throw on a movie or SciFi Friday or something, and enjoy yourself.
If not, I am more inclined to see his continued interest in keeping tonight's date as more compliment than boundary crossing.
Yeah, I'm with Cindy.
You are exactly right Cindy. Boundary was the wrong word. Since this is the first actual connecting with someone on this level in longer than I can remember, I'm having trouble figuring out how to make things fit.
While it is tremendously complimentary (and I told him so), it's also scary to me. Maybe I won't be able to do it...ya know?
And yep. Hitting the couch is exactly what we'll do. That might actually be nice. But still odd for me. I take care of myself. Having someone around when I don't feel well is...different.
What I have going for me is that the vendors in Eastern Market know me well. All I have to do is walk through and say 'gimme sumpin' good' and tbey'll hook me up.
I think my head is just spinning.
That's just the double posting making you dizzy, Beej.
I hope you feel better (physically and courage-wise) by tonight, and end the evening glad you didn't cancel the date.
{{{Aimee}}} Blahs suck.
Cindy, I'm glad the attack passed. Do you know what brought it on? I hope they're getting fewer and farther apart.
W-2's just came in the mail. Looks like I'll be doing taxes this weekend. Which, while not fun, makes me happy that I'll have it taken care of before the baby comes. Unless it puts me into labor.
{{Jon}} I am so sorry for your loss. Peace and love to you and your family.
Beej, glad the date went well, but not glad you're feeling ookie today.
{{Cindy}} I'm sorry you're having a difficult day.
I'm having a kinda difficult day, myself. I had the most vivid dream last night that my dad died. He's not well, and frankly, if he makes it through this year I'll be surprised, but this was too much. There was one part that was a montage of him laying in bed and I saw him as the healthy, vital man he was before his strokes and then he morphed into what he looks like now and then into what, I imagine, his corpse would look like.
I woke up sobbing and haven't been able to shake it.
I did call him a few minutes ago and he's fine, but still. shivers
Debet, they look dandy!
{{ChiKat}} What an awful dream. I'm sorry. I'm glad you spoke to him and hope the shivers go away soon.
Oh, ChiKat. What a horrible dream. The ways our brains torture us.
Thanks to you, and to Gud, Amy, and everyone for the anti-anxiety hugs.
Cindy, I'm glad the attack passed. Do you know what brought it on? I hope they're getting fewer and farther apart.
I really don't. Julia was whingey this morning, and Ben was worried because he has three tests today, but it must have been close to an hour after they left for school. It was out of the blue. I hadn't eaten though, and woke up really early, so maybe that was just enough of a one-two punch (plus I might have had more coffee than ususal on account of being up early--I am not sure). At least I still recognized it for what it was, right away. I grabbed a yogurt, took to the couch, and ate what I could. My mother came downstairs a little later, and just sat and talked with me. That helped, too.