I am feeling like a failed grown-up right now.
Even if that were true (which it's not), it doesn't mean you get demoted back to high school. For which we can all be thankful. Particularly GC because she'd be grounded for the next two months.
Since you don't have a choice about being a grown-up you might as well take care of the things that need to be taken care of tomorrow.
Also, bug, you really are the least reliable judge of yourself. Which you well know from therapy. Your standards are so unrealistic you live in an almost constant state of failing. Which has nothing to do what you have or haven't accomplished, and a lot to do with your expectations.
:: checks prices for flights to Isreal ::
Shir, C'mon over. I won't be eating any of them. Today is closing for the show, so I made the choco chips for the crew. But I'll happily bake/cook for you. I make brownies too. And quiche (once, but it was good), lasagna, and and... Aw shit, now I'm hungry and I have to go to work.
VW, you ok?? What happened??
It's mostly/kind of relationship stuff. I'm bad at letting myself depend on other people. CBD is helping me with some stuff that is filled with baggage for me (money, actually), and it freaks me out that he won't be able to handle it, and he'll leave...or that I'll lose independence that I've fought so hard for.
{{{vw}}} just because.
Since all sorts of baking goodies are appearing for the holidays, I suspect I'll be making a batch of the Black Forest cookies I only make at this time of year. They're basically a very chunky oatmeal cookie with chocolate chips, chopped dried cherries, pecans, and coconut and with a kirsch glaze drizzled over them while they're still warm.
They're seriously of the nom and I don't even like oatmeal cookies as a rule.
Oooo..Barb, those do sound yum. In I'm-not-of-the-fail news, I made a baked brie with apples and dried cherries last night for a party that CBD went to. It was gone 20 minutes into the party, and he's insisting that I make it for Thanksgiving it was just that good. So, I do some things right...
It's mostly/kind of relationship stuff. I'm bad at letting myself depend on other people. CBD is helping me with some stuff that is filled with baggage for me (money, actually), and it freaks me out that he won't be able to handle it, and he'll leave...or that I'll lose independence that I've fought so hard for.
That sounds like perfectly normal grown-up anxieties and issues. I'm not seeing the fail there.
'Course you do, silly.
And was the brie in pastry or nekkid?
I just want to be all strong and independent and not need anyone or their money or whatever. I feel like a leech and gold-digger, and I KNOW that's not the case. I do; and so does he. But, it's hard to convince myself otherwise.
Edited to fix spelling
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It was nekkid brie. I should have taken a picture. It was beautiful, if I do say so myself.
