Oh, Suzi. It's so hard. Love to you.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I'm so sorry, Suzi
I'm so sorry, Suzi.
I'm so sorry, Suzi.
Instead of stress eating, I have stress shopped for crafting supplies. And I'm meeting a friend to watch Fantastic Beasts as a distraction (I've already seem it but wanted to get out of the house). I gathered up her meds and food bowl, brought themdownstairs and I couldn't decide what top do with them. Will deal when I get back home I guess. Or tomorrow.
Oh, sweetie. I'm so sorry.
Suzi, I am so sorry.
Suzi, I'm so sorry.
Suzi, I'm so sorry.
{{{Suzi}}}
TCG is off until after the New Year. So, I'm taking the opportunity to rest and relax as much as possible. Yesterday I cleaned out my inbox and made a few charitable donations, and today I'm catching up on my long neglected feedly so that I can start fresh for the new year. I need to sort through some meatspace mail and totally reorganize my books, but that would require actually moving.