Ooh, Cass, no fun. But at least you`re on a plane.
 
I don`t have insomnia so much as I`m just not asleep. I was awake this time yesterday because of the eclipse, then slept in. Now I`m up because of the concert, and will probably sleep in again tomorrow. At least I`m on break and have time to sort it out. The SO teaches a sound clinic tomorrow; good luck with that!
 
And now the fire just kicked off, so I am going to get up to stoke it and eat something and then I`ll probably be up for a while.

My late father was one of the unfortunate ones for whom it led to outright clinical paranoia.

When I took it, I had vivid sensory fantasies about putting a gun in my mouth. I ended up having to take antidepressants for several years after to get my brain back into balance. It is a powerful medication, and can do a lot of good. But it can also have some powerful side effects. Smonster, it sucks that it contributing to panic attacks.

Tonight is just travel fun. Now that I got to a place with a bed, gonna try sleep. Once I dry off. Damn it's storming out there. Hi, SoCal, what's with the deluge?

Glad you arrived safely. Let us know if we need to send lumber to build an ark.

How are you doing with the snow, WS? I think of you and Daniel every time they mention Minnesota and snow and cold, even though I neglect to actually type anything.

I woke up early but did get back to sleep. It almost wasn't worth it, since I had a very involved dream about all the stuff I haven't gotten done. Someone showed up a day early and everything was horrifying messy and dirty, i.e., the way it is right now. Also, somehow I had gotten shot in the shoulder and I was tired and wanted to go to bed, but I had too much to do.

Wisdom tooth food is boring. I wish I had ice cream. Maybe I'll ask my mom to pick some up on her way home from work. (The actual extraction site isn't hurting too much anymore, but I'm all swollen around it, so that it's hard to chew even on the other side of my mouth.)

Ice cream wishes, Hil.

How are you doing with the snow, WS? I think of you and Daniel every time they mention Minnesota and snow and cold, even though I neglect to actually type anything.

Actually, I've been pretty grumpy about it. This is the first time since I moved here that we have had so much so early in the season. What with the tonsils rebelling at my time outside in subzero temps trying to deal with the aftermath of the blizzard two weeks ago, and the fact that more and more snow just keeps piling on, I'm kinda freaked out. People from here, they can take the time to appreciate the beauty of the snow, but it just causes anxiety for me.

Whew, you didn't expect all that, did you? Anyway I do hope that your cleaning goes ok, so that you can enjoy your visitors as much as you possibly can. I know that your family are not always easy to have around.

Ugh, WS. I'm so sorry. I feel that over the past 5 years or so my moods have been much more closely tied with the weather. One of the reasons, I think, that moving to New Orleans was so appealing.

As tired as I was last night and as easily as I fell asleep, didn't stop me from waking up at four and starting to make mental lists of all the things I need to do today before my mother arrives. Which include wrapping her gifts and hiding them because the woman is worse than any toddler I've ever known.

So today is going to be high on the sucktastic scale, but I'm going to make my minions do a fair share of the work so that I'm not making myself too crazy.

I feel that over the past 5 years or so my moods have been much more closely tied with the weather. One of the reasons, I think, that moving to New Orleans was so appealing.

I find weather related moods an endless source of fascination, especially given that I'm the reverse of most anyone I know. I can't tell you how many people have told me, since our move to Seattle, how much better and happier I look and how much more relaxed I seem. It seems, no matter how much I say that I prefer cooler climates and actually enjoy the moderately overcast days that dominate, especially at this time of year, nobody ever believes me. And the getting dark early doesn't bother me one bit.

The bonus here, is that because of the more moderate temps, I actually enjoy the bright sunny days we get, so I'm definitely more affected by temperature and humidity than anything else.

While my subconscious doesn't seem to know the difference, I'm not actually planning to have anyone here. I'm leaving for Nashville tomorrow. My brain translated it to cleaning anxiety, which is ever present anyway, as opposed to finishing work, packing, wrapping, clothes washing, do I have everything anxiety.

Summer is my worst time, as far as moods go. Since I can't take heat, I get far more sunlight the rest of the year. I am Barb and would probably be much happier in the Pacific Northwest.