I just need to have people over semi-regularly, and the place stays OK. But then when I don't for a while, it's Too Much, and I don't invite anyone over anymore. Oops.
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I just need to have people over semi-regularly, and the place stays OK. But then when I don't for a while, it's Too Much, and I don't invite anyone over anymore. Oops.
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Tom, don't beat yourself up for surviving something awful. That's an accomplishment, and something to be proud of.
I'm not beating myself up (at least not in this particular instance), I'm just struggling to grasp what actually happened to me.
You guys, I need to interrupt. Because CINNAMON APPLE PIE CAKE.
I wish I had more control over my inner fairy tale. I don't know how to see overcoming where I currently see overreacting, I don't know how to swap understandable in place of unreliable.
I mean, that'd be hard enough if I felt *well*, but when I have as little left over as this, that's some pretty considerable heavy lifting.
But, it's consistently clear that it isn't for lack of support and encouragement, especially on your part, and I need to take that more deeply into consideration. So, thank you.
That looks sort of like the apple cake they used to have at Ikea!
I'm not beating myself up (at least not in this particular instance), I'm just struggling to grasp what actually happened to me.
Sorry.
FFS. I'm working with my least-favorite colleague on something that was like pulling teeth last quarter, and....apparently will be again. Read the questions and answer them! Why is that so hard??
Aaaaarrrggghhhhh. We need a new well. That's going to be extremely expensive.
Because you are still functioning at all in the face of everything. I'm fucking awed at you, and I'm not related.
This ever so much, and the same can be said for Tom.
I'm just struggling to grasp what actually happened to me.
Not a skip in the park to go through the process you are with your therapy. I wish it could be easier or that anyone could ease the painful journey.
Yeah, you know that's a thing you can actually do, right?
Yeah, it's just, I have to do some major cleaning-up before anyone can come clean! And since I have to do that, I might as well do the cleaning at the same time. The put-away-clutter part is the hard part.
I just about convinced myself to hire the cleaning service again. I was, I'm a grown-up! Darn it, I can clean my own house! I'll save the money! And then...I don't.
I hire someone to cook for me (by going to restaurants), and mow my lawn, and fix my car, and sometimes to shop for me. So why is such a big deal to me, to hire someone to clean? It really shouldn't be.