Garage sale stuff all done. I have more stuff in there than I thought, for just bringing stuff to my friends yard sale. My car is PACKED. Granted, I am selling a TV, so that and the kid seat take up some real estate. I think M is going to have to clutch some clothes or something on the way over to my friend's; good thing it's only a few blocks.

My body deals with stress by nervous eating, and my metab is NEVER fast. So I get sad and fat. YAY.

Oh, wow, Hil, I have to go see that! That's only 30 minutes south of my friend's place where I had my bachelorette thing. I am SO going down this fall!

I totally want to visit the fortress. I just need to figure out what else I can do on the way to and from Arkansas, or maybe stop by there on the way to somewhere else, because I can't quite justify it as a trip by itself. Also, probably not until next summer, by which point I will probably have forgotten about it.

mac is asleep, things went smoother today. Tomorrow I need to run errands like woah, but I still have to get in hours. HATE. After next week I do not have to worry about these 5 hour days and sure, I won't get the pay, which is a biggish deal, but I can take a full day off without that meaning I lose insurance.

Tomorrow:

garage sales (want not need)
bank (need)
grocery store (need)
pay water bill (need)
drug store for meds (need)

Then phone tasks:

call insurance about hospitals/drs in area (need)
call old pharmacy to transfer some scrips (need)
call about family therapy appt for Monday (need)
call friend about coming to sit with mac if we get the Mon appt (potential need)
call management company about July maintenance (need)

aren't y'all glad my lists are back.

Ugh, msbelle. I hate those kinds of errand days.

I am cherishing a bit of time home alone while DH and the kids take grandma home, but I need to get back to my students. At least tonight's job is emailing back papers, and that means the grading is done. Yay!

Hil, you can visit me! I'll totes go with you to the fortress.

msbelle, happy to hear that today went better. I like your lists; they make me think of my own lists.

Tomorrow: 8-3 Garage Sale with friend. We plan on buying margaritas at noon with our sale money, and drinking through the afternoon.

Then belated bday dinner with D and M (BBQ) and I am going to make D drive by Christopher Elbow's ice cream store on the way home and get gourmet ice cream for his bday. Then start getting M's clothes and stuff together, as he leaves at 0 dark 30 on Sunday, and I have to do garage sale Saturday too.

Clean up crap from sale prep sometime this weekend. Got rid of 2 garbage bags worth of crap while prepping, so that's good.

Take M's books back to library.

Clean house on Monday, as it is a disaster this week, with M being home, not at camp, and start applying for more teaching gigs for fall.

I'm scared of tomorrow. I think it's going to hurt a lot and difficult questions will be asked and I will have skipped the departmental dinner. What am I going to tell them. I didn't have enough spoons? That the people that would have made it easiest weren't there?

I would have liked to see the quiet developer cut loose and relax, but he's got a big clique--I'd just be watching. The people I hang with either weren't invited or chose not to go. So it would have been smaller talk. And I was trembling on the edge of crying with pain.

No dice. It just feels weak. I'd just be coming home from either it or life drawing about now. Instead I've been sitting on my ass on the internet, breathing very quietly, and medication.

Maybe I can find another meetup near me for drawing. There seems to be one, but it's Sunday afternoon, and I'm post ER then, and probably shouldn't be driving. Oh, no, cry moar.

Whoa. In Finland, every family that has a new baby gets, from the government, a package of all the basic clothes and towels and stuff you need to take care of an infant. [link] Also includes nursing pads for the mother, and condoms and lube for the parents.

What am I going to tell them. I didn't have enough spoons?

Had headache. Period. If they ask further - bad headache. Period. If they ask further, krav them. Politely.

What Cass said, or puke on them.