Not injured, but I went to bed last night with a flexeril and some Sudafed...at 730pm. And slept until morning. But the good news is I feel ok right now, so the meds and sleep may have done the trick. Whew.

Thanks for the congrats. Of course, since I seem to be incapable of not having something to stress about, I'm now panicking (sp?) about how much stuff I have coming out of storage (and I have to get it all out as it's with the moving company that moved me in June). I know I have to cull, but I'm seriously worried about even having the room to do that once it's all in and can get into to things to figure out what to cull.

I really wish I could have done more of that after the fire, but the atmosphere was so toxic (on a number of levels) that I just packed most of the salvable stuff up I wasn't bringing with me at the time and had it stored, and it's a lot. I'm pretty much going to have to make sure the furniture comes in first before the boxes, because I'm probably going to have to have that put where it's going to stay (if it stays).

I'm hoping I'm overreacting.

Months later, I am still feeling the effects of my bites.

Oh, bonny, how awful. Poor you and that poor doggy.

Frankenbuddha, that sounds like a daunting task. Is there a friend who could come help you make decisions?

Hil, I hope your finger is feeling better today.

Quick! What's the cutest/funniest thing you've seen on the internet lately (not on Good Things, already trawling that). My sis is super anxious/stressed, and I'm trying to distract her.

I don't know...I saw a comic of a Louis CK bit that was pretty good.

What's the cutest/funniest thing you've seen on the internet lately

28 Cats Having a Worse Day Than You: [link] I could not stop laughing.

Awesome, thanks! Love the kitten who can't jump.

Frankenbuddha, that sounds like a daunting task. Is there a friend who could come help you make decisions?

The problem is going to be getting into the stuff. If I get the furniture in first and am able to get the stuff I know I am keeping into shelves and such, then I will be able to do the culling without a problem. It's that first part that's got me concerned. I probably am overreacting, but I'm down at least a third of the space I had in the last place.

But it's mine. Mine. Mine! MINE!!! cue maniacal laughter here

Ahem. Well, and the bank's, technically.

And it's shiny (a lot of it got a complete overhaul after a sprinkler incident).

Here you go, smonster: [link] this cracked me up this morning.

sarameg should appreciate that.

Ugh. A friend of mine moved to Oregon a couple months ago, and a few weeks ago we were chatting and she was all "yes, I want to come up to Seattle, but also I have friends meeting me in Portland (this weekend) and I would love you to meet them, you should come down!" and then when I checked in with her earlier this week was all "I don't know if we'll stay in Portland or we might come up to Seattle?" and i was like "cool either way just let me know", and now, when I'm texting to go "which is it y'all?" she's suddenly "oh, we're going to Mount Hood today and tomorrow to Eugene, but maybe you could meet us in Portland on Sunday afternoon?" Um, no. GRRR. I thought I had a fun exciting weekend in Portland on the books, and now I have none. BOOOOO.