Today.
Today, for Edward Gorey's birthday, I was seeing the therapist. I talked to the Victim Advocate over at the DA's office...she's going to fax over a few things to sign...more paperwork. Sheesh. I should have never reported it.
Tomorrow, I see a doc, and maybe a dentist earlier in the day...both morning things, but at the same place...only a block from where I used to work...that might be a bit much.
Oh, well...at least I'm doing something.
I finished sewing the Yule jacket from HP:GOF over the weekend, and washed it, now I have to fit it...and make the cape to go with it. I should have both done for Baycon.
I was not up to Wondercon, or Dundracon mentally...I barely survived FurtherConfusion...I was really depressed for a week after. It doesn't help that I'm dirt poor, but I'm working on it.
Tomorrow, I see a doc, and maybe a dentist earlier in the day...both morning things, but at the same place...only a block from where I used to work...that might be a bit much.
Oh, well...at least I'm doing something.
I finished sewing the Yule jacket from HP:GOF over the weekend, and washed it, now I have to fit it...and make the cape to go with it. I should have both done for Baycon.
I was not up to Wondercon, or Dundracon mentally...I barely survived FurtherConfusion...I was really depressed for a week after. It doesn't help that I'm dirt poor, but I'm working on it.