Also Andi and Daniel are awesome!

Hooray, support system! Boo, moving.

There is so much left to do but I'll get it done. I'm being enviornmentally irresponsible and just tossing stuff that needs to be cleaned but I can't be bothered. It's mostly kitchen stuff.

On the other hand - HUGS FROM MY NEPHEW!!! Who may be asleep when we finally roll in but HUGS !! And he can meet Penny.

I've barely seen him in the past four years and I'll have Christmas with him and can watch his swim meets and be a real aunt to him. He's really into playing pretend - acting out things with his stuffed animals. So they go to school or down to the beach and I can't wait to be a part of that.

Yay, hugs from your nephew! Boo, stress and aggravation.

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!

sneaky, sly chuckle... It was supposed to get there on Wednesday, so we've (well, ok, mostly me because Daniel's been saying things like, "maybe tomorrow, it's the mail, sometimes it goes an extra day" like a reasonable person) been anxiously waiting to hear if you had gotten it. Even if the cold pack thingy (which is re-useable) was not particularly cold anymore, hard cheese does not need to be refrigerated.

I finished another really sucky 16 hour work day. I hate these. At least this is the last one of the semester. Also in a lot of pain -- I probably should have used my walker today, but didn't, and since I was working, the strongest pain reliever I could take was Advil, and that was just not doing it today.

I'd wanted to go to Wizard World in Louisville tomorrow, and see the Arrow cast and J. August Richards, but I don't think I'll be able to, in this much pain. Pain sucks.

That's a bummer Hil, pain does suck

It must be a sign of either extreme stress or maybe hormonal changes that the most horrible thoughts are creeping into my head. When I feel angry and frustrated about the same old things that have angered and frustrated me for a decade, I get an urge to do more horrible, violent things than have popped into my head before. I know people have nasty thoughts that we do not act on, and don't admit to thinking. It's part of being human. I accept that part of myself. But this is a whole different level. And now I feel stressed about not just the thing that has me angered and frustrated but also about whatever the hell is wrong with me.

Andi, I know that when my hormones are raging, so am I. I catch myself thinking some scary, scary stuff. It's become much more noticeable now that I'm showing other symptoms of perimenopause.

(edited because I grammar good.)

That is very reassuring, Anne. Because looking at those thoughts as a symptom, however uncomfortable, of a natural process is something I can deal with. I think.

WS, that's definitely a symptom of hormonal wonkiness and/or depression. Do you have someone you can talk to?

It's leaf season. Which means that is all TCG has time for for the next several weekends. I love ltc to pieces, but being a sole caregiver during the day is tiring. And I really look forward to a break on the weekends. So, while TCG was taking a break from the leaves I took a shower and went out to get myself a coffee. She was crying and fussy when I got in the shower, but by the time I got out she was asleep. She slept the whole time I was out, and then just as TCG was closing the door to go back outside, she woke up. Seriously, little girl?