I'm exhausted, but too keyed up to sleep. Way too many things on my mind, and I can't get my brain to slow down. (Or my heart, either -- I just checked, and after lying down for about five minutes, my heart rate was 102.)

...breathe. breathe. breathe....

This.

I really wish I could sleep in tomorrow morning, but the latest that I can possibly sleep is 9, and that's cutting it kind of close. Then I'm busy on Friday, then I'll finally be able to sleep on Saturday, when I'm pretty sure I'll sleep all day.

meara, when I lived by myself (in that apartment on the Plaza, on the first floor) I kept windchimes on all my windows, and the really hinky windows I was nervous about, I kept vases and bottles.

My bedroom, I was much more sanguine about, because although it would be easy to break into, a person would cause a LOT of noise, and have to wriggle ONTO my bed in order to get in. In which case, I would be able to easily fillet him/her like a trout.

Hee. I totes would be the first line of defense in our house; I am MUCH meaner than Dan. I would lob cats at them. They have claws.

Hil...chamomile tea? Warm bath?

Yes, everybody breathe. You will get through!

OK. I have a phone interview tomorrow with a place that seems to really want to hire me and where I'm pretty sure I would like to work, and it's definitely an area where I'd be much happier living than west Georgia. (No offense to Georgians -- I just know that I'm not comfortable living someplace that far from a Jewish community.) I know I'm one of the top few candidates at another school, where I'm also pretty sure I'd like to work, and which is in a totally different location that also looks like someplace I could happily live.

Just need to remember to breathe. I know that I'm going to calm way down once this is settled.

And now I'm getting heartburn. I know I've got some Tums around here somewhere. Just have no idea where. t edit: the Tums were behind the TV. Also found some behind the bookcase. No clue why.

I totes would be the first line of defense in our house

It would be very difficult for someone to get into my house unnoticed. And then? I keep a very heavy hammer and a Kellite by my bed.

One of the few beneficial things my psychopathic father taught me was 'go for the eyes.' And, punch the throat. He 'demonstrated' for my own good. I will never, ever forget that pain. Trying to hit the head makes no sense, you'll break your hand before making a dent. The throat, however, is pretty incapacitating.

t /scary wee woman

I'm an trach-cruncher, too! MA SISTER!

haHA! I raise my hammer in salute!

(No offense to Georgians -- I just know that I'm not comfortable living someplace that far from a Jewish community.)

I think you'd be comfortable in metro Atlanta, but I'd agree that west Georgia is not the best fit. You could probably cope fine for a year or so, because you could drive into Atlanta, but it's not a good long-term fit.

Okay, I'm working myself into a state. Girly TMI and request for advice:

Has anyone ever had prolonged bleeding after a pap smear? It was very uncomfortable and took the woman a while to find a position where she could actually do the smear. A week later, I'm still bleeding as if I'm on my period -- not heavily, not painfully. I had cramps for the first couple of days, but again, not debilitating.

I know I should call the doctor, but I'm being avoidant and hoping it just goes away.