When I'm in a bad mood and Mr. Evans does not post on twitter for several days (ok only three, I thought it had been a week) AND Mr. Fillion hasn't posted adorable pics in just as many days (more really) - it makes it more difficult to distract myself.
Did I tell you I had a dream I was traveling from Baltimore to NYC on the train and CE and we talked about his uncle. Yep, in my dreams I talk to imaginary boyfriends about their former political relatives.
You're Gudanov
You're smartanov
And gosh darn it, we like you!
This feeling is temporary and it will pass
Even if you can't sleep, lie down and rest. You probably actually WILL get at least a little sleep even if you don't feel like you are getting any.
And by all means, you deserve someone skilled who will listen to you and help you sort through these things. Some of it you might even be able to put down (or ar least put aside) right away and get some relief almost immediately.
Aidan is coming over after church and taking out the last of the shit! I am so happy! I don't think there is anything left to clean out and now, even if I move, it is a reasonable amount of stuff! Even if I kept my "outstanding" paper on Robert Frost from high school. But it did spark joy!
Well except the attic. Aargh. But msbelle suggestion is good- one thing a day.
Yay, Sophia! You really should be so proud.
Well except the attic. Aargh. But msbelle suggestion is good- one thing a day.
As we say in Little League when we fall behind by a lot early..."Chip away."
Don't expect to overcome a 7 run deficit in one inning, but try to score some runs every inning until you can close the gap.
So imagine me sportsballing away in the dugout, cheering you on to "Chip away!"
Shit is gone. It is amazing how asking for help made be be able to get help. Which sounds ridiculous because of course. But this is, like 15 years of crap! I now just have the VOA pickup in December, which Aidan will bring down, and the attic.
I think it will be worse for Maria's brother, who is in a similar situation, but owns his house. Because he is attached to the things, but frankly all the thing I am attached to are saved because they were packed up, we've been talking and he is appalled that the people throw things out! I am like, get them out of here! Except my good papers! I even got rid of the corset I wore and the first Buffistas F2F. I have the medal and the tiara, and it doesn't fit right norw
So also, I think I might be ready to meet my new family, my fathers other children. I DO NOT want to talk to my moms out it, Maria feels very strongly that I can't do it unless I am willing to talk to my mom, because she could find out and be hurt. Maria is very simpatico with my mom, and I am very simpatico with hers. But this is ridiculous and I am totally not talking to my mom about it until after it happens. So this leaves me in a limbo I can't deal with properly.