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Yesterday was utterly fantastic ... until I misplaced by notepad and had a nervous breakdown.
Seriously, I've NEVER done something like that before, but I started half-hyperventalating and whimpering and shaking and clutching at my hair and almost-crying and digging through trashbags weakly and ... it was not a pretty sight. When someone found them I broke down even harder and SOBBED onto his shoulder.
Yesterday evening, two hours after I got said notes back, I was STILL shaking internally. I tried to type up this stuff, but then my 103-and-a-half-year-old relation's chair was delivered and I fell apart all over again. I have NEVER cried like that before, EVER EVER EVER. I made these terrifying wailing noises and ... *still scared of self*
Thankfully some of my relations were around, seeing as we carpooled to the auction yesterday, so I wasn't alone, but still ... *shivers*
Last night/this morning I had a TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE dream involving SKIN and ... yeah, I won't say any more, but it was AWFUL. *feels sick with self*
In other news:
I helped my mother deliver a wedding cake on Saturday (the groom was British) and I lent the groom a pen! *swoons*
That-Guy was at the auction. He didn't see me break down, and he looked DAMN FINE in a white-button-down shirt! *giggles* I was envious of the grapes he was eating, is that strange? ...
Anyhoodle, this week DW comes back, and I plan on finishing off that literary magazine! *takes deep breath*
Seriously, I've NEVER done something like that before, but I started half-hyperventalating and whimpering and shaking and clutching at my hair and almost-crying and digging through trashbags weakly and ... it was not a pretty sight. When someone found them I broke down even harder and SOBBED onto his shoulder.
Yesterday evening, two hours after I got said notes back, I was STILL shaking internally. I tried to type up this stuff, but then my 103-and-a-half-year-old relation's chair was delivered and I fell apart all over again. I have NEVER cried like that before, EVER EVER EVER. I made these terrifying wailing noises and ... *still scared of self*
Thankfully some of my relations were around, seeing as we carpooled to the auction yesterday, so I wasn't alone, but still ... *shivers*
Last night/this morning I had a TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE dream involving SKIN and ... yeah, I won't say any more, but it was AWFUL. *feels sick with self*
In other news:
I helped my mother deliver a wedding cake on Saturday (the groom was British) and I lent the groom a pen! *swoons*
That-Guy was at the auction. He didn't see me break down, and he looked DAMN FINE in a white-button-down shirt! *giggles* I was envious of the grapes he was eating, is that strange? ...
Anyhoodle, this week DW comes back, and I plan on finishing off that literary magazine! *takes deep breath*
