askye, given your personal history, which I'm sure will be taken into account, I can't see how they'd turn you down. Consider the large number of people who've never had to deal with this level of (appropriate) anxiety who are turning up asking for help? You should be a shoe-in.
Neither sewing machine is working now -- My mom's old one turns out to have been made in November of 1941, since it has a serial number and Singer numbered them consecutively in that period. But the electricity, she is not flowing, so I'm exactly where I started.
I think I'll try some deep-cleaning of my bedroom instead, i.e. excavating under the bed and so on. Lucky I've got a damn mask handy to keep the dust out of my nose.
I know Theo, it's just thinking I won't be believed if I need help is part of my .. trauma/PTSD... something (not just with anxiety, I feel like that about anything that has to do with medical stuff that isn't clear cut) so the fact that I'm not stressing about it is really good. Plus just realizing that this level of anxiety is anxiety is a huge improvement. It used to be I'd be at what most people would call a 8 or even a 10 in terms of anxiety and think of it as , like 4.
Timelies all!
Another lovely day here with Mr. S, who hasn't been out of the house in a couple days.(Not for lack of us asking, mind you,)
I took an edible last night so slept in until after 10am! Lazed about in bed for a while and then made coffee and breakfast. Definitely not feeling into doing much of anything. Somehow already dreading work tomorrow. Mostly because the weekend doesn't feel all that different or like much of a break?
ltc keeps claiming she doesn't want to go outside, but that is not an option. She's also staying awake in her room until after 9 and sleeping past 8:30. If I thought she was going back to school anytime soon I'd be worried about the messed up schedule.
This means Owen turns 16 and Ticky turns 15 in the next eight days.
LALALALALA, I CAN'T HEAR YOU.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
:: texts linear time, breaks up with them ::
None of these babies can be so old!
Askye- perservere.
Theo- I offered to facetime on Facebook to try and fix the machine, but I am not sure I know how!
This means Owen turns 16 and Ticky turns 15 in the next eight days.
That is patently ridiculous.
I am having such a Sunday-ish Sunday, and it is definitely helping me re-moor in time. Church from home, a nice walk to a local bakery, making pretzel rolls, and a zoom with my band at our usual meeting time!
