when i woke up this morning, i had one nerve left
Obviously I am losing the capacity for rational brain function. Last week, I crashed my Palm Pilot. Like, KILLED it. Flashing error messages and the restart-thing not helping and it not accepting NO as an answer when it kept asking me “Do you want to delete all data?” Haven’t fixed it yet. So. Due to this little foible I have been screwing up all kinds of stuff. Like, I tried to go to the last company meeting at Gilded Lily - when it was actually at Drooping Acres. As a matter of fact, I very nearly forgot about it entirely. (That would not have been good - but as it turned out, CC sent out most of the meeting minutes anyway so it wouldn’t really have mattered.) Then last Saturday I showed up really late for my class - the parents of the kids were wondering why I wasn’t at pick-up/drop-off, I felt like a schmuck. (I’d forgotten that my watch was actually set to the RIGHT time for once, as opposed to being ten minutes fast like it normally is.) Then, today I was supposed to meet with KS during lunch. I mis-remembered it as being after work, so I accidentally stood her up. (For the record, she is one of the most overworked, underappreciated, selfless people I’ve ever met in my life, and I felt like shit about it.) On top of that, my show is opening tonight. My dog is also on the rag, which means she’s freaking out and crapping all over my bed whenever I leave her alone in my room. To remedy this, she stays in her crate all day, but that also means that I have to make a million trips home during the day to let her out to run around, as leaving a dog in a crate all day would just be cruel and I don’t want to do that because I love my dog. I’ve been drinking upwards of five cups of coffee a day to keep myself going, and it’s the “busy season” on both sides of my job, and everything I do involves running and hurrying and hyperventilating and nothing I do to make up for it is ever quite enough and I just want people to settle down and stop being disappointed in me. I’m grinding my teeth and I have heartburn 24 hours a day and I haven’t had the time to do my “weekly house cleaning” in about three weeks and I’m chain-smoking both IN the show and OUT of it and Piper needs a bath and I haven’t written anything on my “novel” since November 1st and I don’t have opening night presents for the cast and my rear-right-blinker still isn’t fixed and my tires are flat and I still haven’t had the time or money or energy to check out what ernie thinks is a problem with my fuel injectors. Oh, did I mention that I feel like I’m about to get sick?
I’m tied up in so many knots that I can hardly breathe. Can I please go home now?
come to my house. I will fix you dinner. we will talk and YOU WILL RELAX. i promise. i love you too.
you are the best friend-I’ve-never-met there is. do not worry. you are a good dog momma. and skinny, too! breathe a little, okay?
wheeeeeewwwww. okay.
Life is much better now. Faux-panic-attack averted. Sometimes it’s just too much stress, y’know? And you’ve either gotta break something or bitch loudly about it for awhile?
Right. I didn’t have anything I was willing to break.
Okay, so I was thrilled to be included in your blog, but then horrified to read about everything that has been going on for you!!! I’m glad you got some love from your other readers and I’m sending you a HUGE hug right now too. Things better? Smoochie smooche hug hug! xoxoxox C.P. (How was opening night?!)
it was so awesome! The audience got the point of our crazy experimental-theatre-ness, and they loved it. Of course, they didn’t get as good a show as YOU did, but it was still pretty great. (hee hee.)
Life isn’t really BAD, it was just a stressy week and I don’t deal with prolonged high-level stress very well. Also, the reason I didn’t want to put your name with the email was because I never got around to asking permission. Y’know, I don’t like to publically publish private communications without getting signed consent first. ;)
But what I want to know is, how’s the PalmPilot doing? Heehee.
OK, so when I read what you wrote about it crashing, all I could think of was: “bleepbleepbleepbleepbleepbleep” (a la Ellen Feiss).
Hope you’re doing well!
The Palm is doing fine - of course, it’s got a slight case of amnesia. It lost every memory it’s ever had! D’oh. So now I need to re-enter my whole address book and date book, which will be fun, and I don’t have any games left. (Although perhaps that’s for the best… it is sad to lose my Bejeweled high score, though!)
Oh, Baby. You can use my real name any time you want to! (I just googled myself and I’m showing up on Sven’s anyway!) Thanks, too, for the happy karma you left in my office - one of the post-its had fallen, but now that I have the matched set, it all makes sense! Sorry the day was a bit wonky! xoxoxo to you.
no, no! xoxoxo to YOU, to YOU!
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