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Stephen is away in Chicago this week, which means I revert back to single person behavior: overworking myself. Too many walks, too much work, too much hang out time with others when I should just be home to spend time with the dogs. And of course, I'm thrilled to be doing all these things, but then once I realize I've overcommitted myself, I'm just stressed. Today was too much: errands in the morning, dinner with Dad and sister right after work, then letterpress happy hour. PLUS it's close to 100 degrees because WHY NOT? Fuck. None of the dogs want to walk, and if I'm being honest I'm burning out. Additionally, I'm having terrible back cramps and sore stomach so I just want to lay in bed and feel fucking ill.
Additionally, I have no clue when the condo will be done and how much more work we will put into it and honestly, that's really stressful. I'm so so back and forth on this: sell it or keep it?
Honestly, I just want to be on vacation. I'm so so tired, and I really have to be good about not overbooking myself even though I know I might continue to because I have so many expenses.
Shit, now I feel terrible that I'm just a whiny baby. boo fucking hoo I hang out with dogs all day, and am thrilled learning about letterpress, and i love my friends. I am fine, things are fine.
Additionally, I have no clue when the condo will be done and how much more work we will put into it and honestly, that's really stressful. I'm so so back and forth on this: sell it or keep it?
Honestly, I just want to be on vacation. I'm so so tired, and I really have to be good about not overbooking myself even though I know I might continue to because I have so many expenses.
Shit, now I feel terrible that I'm just a whiny baby. boo fucking hoo I hang out with dogs all day, and am thrilled learning about letterpress, and i love my friends. I am fine, things are fine.