This is...
Very good things:
A friend with a good four-wheel drive car picked me up, got me to Safeway and back, and helped me carry groceries to my house. I have eggs and bread and milk and crackers and English muffins, butter and cream cheese and waffles and cereal.
According to county news, our local department of transportation will now focus on residential areas and neighborhood streets that have not been plowed. My street is on that list for tomorrow. It will actually make a difference, even though the forecast calls for another ten to twenty inches of snow between Tuesday and Wednesday. The plowing will help keep that snow from accumulating too massively, so cars can actually get in and out. Parking lots and sidewalks are up to homeowners associations and residents, but that's okay. We can manage. We can do it. We will be all right.
Not very good things:
My anxiety levels are still high, and I am subconsciously letting my pain and fatigue rise even higher. My head is pounding. The muscles in my legs are tight and spastic. I feel nauseated and upset and scared. I don't know why but I am fixating on going back out there, going to the local Giant or pet food store, buying more dry cat food even though we have plenty; we have enough to last weeks. I hate it when I fixate on unnecessary worries. A long time ago, a psychologist told me that it was a combination of generalized anxiety, ADD and mild OCD. My mother hadn't confirmed all that, but the therapist had. Mom had known that her baby girl worried too much in a severe way and didn't want to make things worse. Good move.
Snow. That's all I can say. Just... oh gods snow, make it stop. Enough, enough, enough. Did you know that they are also predicting snow for next Monday? It's insane.
A friend with a good four-wheel drive car picked me up, got me to Safeway and back, and helped me carry groceries to my house. I have eggs and bread and milk and crackers and English muffins, butter and cream cheese and waffles and cereal.
According to county news, our local department of transportation will now focus on residential areas and neighborhood streets that have not been plowed. My street is on that list for tomorrow. It will actually make a difference, even though the forecast calls for another ten to twenty inches of snow between Tuesday and Wednesday. The plowing will help keep that snow from accumulating too massively, so cars can actually get in and out. Parking lots and sidewalks are up to homeowners associations and residents, but that's okay. We can manage. We can do it. We will be all right.
Not very good things:
My anxiety levels are still high, and I am subconsciously letting my pain and fatigue rise even higher. My head is pounding. The muscles in my legs are tight and spastic. I feel nauseated and upset and scared. I don't know why but I am fixating on going back out there, going to the local Giant or pet food store, buying more dry cat food even though we have plenty; we have enough to last weeks. I hate it when I fixate on unnecessary worries. A long time ago, a psychologist told me that it was a combination of generalized anxiety, ADD and mild OCD. My mother hadn't confirmed all that, but the therapist had. Mom had known that her baby girl worried too much in a severe way and didn't want to make things worse. Good move.
Snow. That's all I can say. Just... oh gods snow, make it stop. Enough, enough, enough. Did you know that they are also predicting snow for next Monday? It's insane.