I am so over living here. I packed a box with linens and winter stuff and realized it's right in front of the bedroom door nit good. So I went to move it ... by pushing it. It wasn't heavy but it seemed easier than lifting it and less likely fir me to trip over something.

Only not so much. The mobile home is uneven. I know this. There is a lip in the hall I know this too. But didn't factor that into pushing the box so it got stuck I tripped,fell on the box crushing it and stubbed my toe. My knee seems fine. I also need to make more room to put boxes and move the stuff going to habitat for humanity out of the bedroom. Its going to be like tetris.

And something positive. .. I told mom I need to get my hair cut since it's getting shaggy and she was like noooooo wait! There us a woman in the town that specializes in short hair and Mom said I should wait and let the woman work her magic.

Oh askye, moving always sucks even in the best of circumstances. I'm sorry that obstacles keep presenting themselves. Cool that Mom has a hair person for you. Something fun to look forward to.

And here I am up before 6 again working. At least it is writing instructions for the new people. I have 3 new employees that I hope will take some of the burden off.

Askye, good luck with the move.

Laura, I hope the new employees work out well.

This is Mom's day to be here, but she had a doctors appointment today which ran long. I would really like her to get here now with food and then so I can take a shower and without worrying about ltc crying the whole time.

sj how are things going?

Also F is so cute!

I feel like I killed Bitches with all my talk of moving.

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I feel like I killed Bitches with all my talk of moving.

I thought it was me being all baby likes carrots.

sj how are things going?

Things are okay. ltc is a little fussy today so I haven't done much other than feed her and change her. I'm not sure if her tummy is upset or if it is because she's teething. The batteries are dead on the bouncy seat and we're out of replacements.

That sounds quite tragic. I wish I could just transport some batteries to your place.

I always look forward on facebook to pictures of ltc! She has cute outfits! Plus that kid is camera ready with all her little facial expressions and the personality that comes through. She not just passively being cute she's actively working the cute.

Did I mention that some sneaky Buffistas sent me Transylvanian Cave-Aged cheese?! I get the best things in the mail! Thank you, Andi and Daniel!

I missed a phone call from a case manager from Hartford with more questions about the claim. There's more questions for my meds manager.

I missed her but I got some information. I'm going to call Monday and see if I can get an idea of when I might get some kind of answer about yes or no and also how much money is involved because at ths point all I want to do is tell them to forget it because it's so stressful and I tried to explain - medical stuff gives me anxiety, talking to you is causing me to have an anxiety attack. There's questions like "when do you plan to return to work full time" I don't know - I don't work there any more because I quit to move in with my mother because I keep having anxiety attacks and I have no support and I can't do this so I don't know.

And I'm mad at Mom , possibly irrationally, because I was like "I need your help, with my knee and everything else I need help to move can you come up as soon as possible" and then she was like - I'll be there the 11th and we can leave Friday. Not really the kind of help I need.

I am so overwhelmed and I keep telling myself it's just another weke of having to slog through things on my own.

Even thinking about getting to NC - it was just "oh we're going to have this long drive an dten get there and have to unload everything just Mom and I (because we're loading stuff on our own) and there's not much furniture but ti's still going to suck. And then it struck me - Dad's going to be there, my brother and his GF and my nephew (who is 7 and can't carry boxes but he can give hugs). But it doesn't seem real, I've been so isolated and dealing with so much just me that the idea of having a support system is...bizarre.