Aug 07, 2009 10:40
I am so not freaking out about planning for tomorrow.
I think it's less "oh I have to walk around and leave the house to buy stuff" than it is "I have to look through my vegetable drawers and see what I haven't eaten and what I've let go rotten when I said I'd eat it and thus feel sick with guilt".
And I have to clean the living room.
And all the books off the spare bed.
And try not to freak out about a stranger coming to fix the drainpipe Monday or Tuesday.
And try not to freak out about the exterminator coming in a couple weeks while yes I'll be alone.
I'm okay!