Someone remind me to breathe. Lie to me. Tell me everything is gonna work out and be ok.
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
vw, Breathe! Everything is going to be fine, and I am not lying.
I am mostly anti-snuggling while sleeping. I have no problem with snuggling on the couch watching a movie. Or a little cuddling before sleep. But when it's time to sleep? I want my space, so I can toss and turn and not have to worry about if I'm bothering you, or worry about where my arm goes, or think "Well, this is *almost* comfortable...". No.
we are 95% likely moving back to the DC area for our next tour, which means dealing with the insane-o housing market there.
Well, Raq, the good news is, the housing market seems to be softening, possibly in anticipation of going down by the time you get back!
I should already be in the shower so that I won't be late for therapy for once. Don't wanna. Too tired.
Someone remind me to breathe. Lie to me. Tell me everything is gonna work out and be ok.
Breathe! What's wrong?
What's wrong?
Just totally and completely overwhelmed.
Try not to think of everything at once, vw. And breathe. It'll all work out, one way or another.
sj, get your ass in the shower. Now! MOVE! *giggles*
I woke up with a headache, as well. It looks like breakfast will be coffee and aleve.
Breathing will help. So will a cup of tea, and sitting down and focusing on only one thing you need to do *right now*. Even if that's just drinking the tea.
I have these stupid stackable bins that I store my yarn and crocheting projects in. Only, they don't so much stack as fall into one another. They're pushing me over the edge.
sj, get your ass in the shower. Now! MOVE! *giggles*
Yes, ma'am!