Bonny, what everyone else said. You being way too hard on yourself for telling a half truth to a friend who has done nothing to accommodate your needs this week.

I was able to get myself to the hairdressers this morning, but now I am sitting in their waiting room fighting back tears. I'm so pathetic.

Sox, my rec is Brother. The Brother factory makes the mechanisms for all the expensive European sounding name brands like Elna, etc. but when they do QC testing, they slap the Brother name on the best ones. At least that's how it was 6 years ago when I bought my sewing machine, and was given that advice by a naval captain who was looking into opening a sewing store when she retires.

Aw. Thanks. I know you are right.

To regain your control of those resources is not the wrong thing to do.

This especially. My NOT reserving my energy would be irresponsible to the things that matter.

I let my pique with the bff get in the way of rational thinking. I'm going to chalk that up to the generalized fatigue. And, maybe some built up resentment about the way that relationship has gone. But I'm going to leave dealing with that for a much, much later date.

Sigh.

Now to refocus on what actually needs to be done.

You all are the best. Have I said that before? I bet I have. Because it is true.

Aw, sj, you are not pathetic. Soon you will be married!

In very Bitch news... we have a housekeeper come twice a month (woot!) here in Florida. I dropped my charge at the hair dresser and when I got back K was already here and she'd started with my room.

Oh dear gawd, PLEASE tell me I put the vibrator in the nightstand this morning and she didn't find it wrapped up in the sheets. I think I did. I'm sure I did. Right? I put that evil looking thing in the nightstand, not her, right? RIGHT?!?!?!?

I was able to get myself to the hairdressers this morning, but now I am sitting in their waiting room fighting back tears.

Aww, no. Is that pain related? I hope it eases off a bit soon.

Thanks, zenkitty. I know I should really be happy, and I am. But at the same time I am completely overwhelmed by pain and exhaustion and ineffectual doctors with conflicting information. It's really aggravating my depression, and then I feel guilty because I'm depressed and weepy.

If you didn't Trud, she's either seen something like before, or now has a funny little tidbit to share with friends at drinks this weekend.

Blush and laugh it off.

I'm wearing an Egyptian cotton shirt. It's so soft and snuggly. I may like Egyptian cotton better than silk.

Old washed linen has that luxurious skin feel, too.