Timelies all!

I’m so sorry about Tim’s dad, Steph.

Nothing like getting an early start on Christmas shopping, the package supposedly arriving on Thursday, then Sunday, then for sure today, hearing the truck pull up, checking outside your door to find no package, then getting an email saying it had been delivered, so having to go outside to check your neighbor's doorstep, and then tripping down the three small stairs outside of your house because these fucking meat sacks are a fucking joke.

I'm fine. Just scrapes, and my knees won't be happy that I landed on them. But it's unbelievably not even the first time I've tripped on those steps, and I just have no fucking idea how to work my own feet, apparently.

I am very grateful that I don't have pneumonia, though. Take it easy, Epic.

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Fucking meat sacks!

Someone here (I think Jesse) recommended a visual breathing exercise for anxiety. I can find similar ones, but the guy who did that one also had a book I would like to reread. Only I can’t remember the name of the guy or the book! Does anyone else remember?

That sounds familiar, but I don't remember exactly who it was.

In re deliveries, there's a meme around - asks if you're one of those kids who liked to ring people's doorbells and then run away, UPS is hiring (with an appropriate picture).

Getting stuff delivered is both the best (because of convenience) and the worst (because of stupid delivery people).

As is my custom of being late to join stuff I did actually get around to doing the Instagram thing this summer, mostly to see my son's cat pictures. I've tried to follow people whose names I can figure out, but haven't gotten around to actually posting stuff, yet. anyway, if I didn't find you and you post there I am now lauraholtfloats.

I spotted this comment in my wanderings around the internet: I have the social skills of an IT professional.

My neurologist's office has now sent two separate referrals to other neurologists, so I'm on hold to figure out which one he actually wants me to go to, and I've been on hold long enough for the call waiting to beep, me to answer that other call, and return to being on hold.

That's a lot of being on hold, Dana.

That is a long time being on hold.

So i, or my family, could use some ~ma. My aunt Jane's partner had a heart attack on Sunday. This is the aunt who was my grandmother's main caregiver and who lost her only son. Jack was at her house when it happened and they got to the hospital and he had one artery 100% blocked but they put a stent in it and it's unblocked.

And then on mom's side of the family. My cousin Jay, who had the stroke...there is stuff with his ex wife and his son and trying to get living arrangements for various people. It's too complicated to go into detail. But some resolution to where mom doesn't have to go back to Florida...that is what I'm hoping for.