always an inconvenience

Dec 17, 2009 21:09

Last night I went to choir, practiced the three solos I'm doing between now and Christmas, even stayed late to practice one of them, and then came home and reopened the cuts on my wrists from three weeks ago. Don't ask me why, I don't have an answer. Why am I stating this so frankly here? Don't ask me that, either, because I really don't know. Seriously, your guess is as good as mine.

Today my boss and her boss took myself and the four other people I work with out for lunch at Don Pablo's. I'd never been there before, but it was pretty good, and fun. I was really nervous about it at first, since I'm so uncomfortable in situations like that, but I didn't feel too out of place. We were gone for about two hours, and when we finally got back we basically did nothing for the rest of the day. It's such a weird, cool place to work.

I went out to MOA after work to get a little shopping done with my dad. It didn't turn out too well from the standpoint of getting anything accomplished. I had to buy bras for myself, and I need to still buy new boots because the heels are falling off my current pair, but I put that off until another time. I got a few things bought, was really surprised by the lack of people, and am half terrified by the thought of how many people will be there on Saturday when I'm out again. There's so much I still need to do before Christmas. So many presents I still need to buy. I could say that everyone's present this year is the fact that I'm still breathing, but I doubt anyone would really appreciate that kind of gift. Maybe it's not a gift at all anyway.

I think I'm going to go curl up in bed now and try to refrain from doing any more stupid things.

Sage and Val arrive from Italy tomorrow.

christmas, suicide, work, depression

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