Ick
I know it's normal and all. Still I am so sad. I was so sad I started crying because I didn't like something Reuben did last night, but I don't remember what it was. He left the room to go make coffee and I remember thinking his voice sounded really frustrated with me but I can't remember what he said. I almost cried in the grocery store when I couldn't find edamame and honestly that was really upsetting. Reuben doesn't like edamame so I only really make it when we have guests and not having it would be a big disappointed (although I want to make it Friday, today is Tuesday, and there are far more than one grocery store in Brooklyn). But they did have it three kinds, they were all hiding.
Also I have a list of simple things to do and it is beyond overwhelming to think about doing them. Go to auto body shop to get panel that hadn't arrived last week and ask about squeaky noises. I hate confrontation and he may not fix it or say it wasn't from the accident and I have no idea how to respond to auto body stuff. Also I have to take the car to the mechanic (who I like and understand and trust more) for muffler issues and maybe the squeaky noise. I have to/really want to go to bed bath and beyond to trade the old hammock for a better one. Of course I can't have the car dropped off to do that.
I think I have to clean the house for my mom and stepfather's arrival on Thursday, but I don't really. Not mess or dust could ever be worse that my room growing up and thus my apartment now is a vast improvement. Ditto for any family that ever vacationed with me. It is just expected.
I have to do something else, but I don't remember. I want to get some more clothes. I am down to two casual skirts and two fancy ones that fit and not much to wear on top. I'm thinking H & M. But ew I am too snotty to go to the mall in the afternoon or evening (morning only) when there are less people. And I just feel fat all the time. Way to fat to shop. Oh I have to wash and blow dry my wig and fall. They are so ick I am wearing a tichel all the time and it makes my face look beyond fat. I know it isn't much but I am so tired all the time plus I have to fit things in prefectly between dropping Reuben off at work (when it is too early to do anything right after) and when he is done at sixish. Aaaah!
Also I have a list of simple things to do and it is beyond overwhelming to think about doing them. Go to auto body shop to get panel that hadn't arrived last week and ask about squeaky noises. I hate confrontation and he may not fix it or say it wasn't from the accident and I have no idea how to respond to auto body stuff. Also I have to take the car to the mechanic (who I like and understand and trust more) for muffler issues and maybe the squeaky noise. I have to/really want to go to bed bath and beyond to trade the old hammock for a better one. Of course I can't have the car dropped off to do that.
I think I have to clean the house for my mom and stepfather's arrival on Thursday, but I don't really. Not mess or dust could ever be worse that my room growing up and thus my apartment now is a vast improvement. Ditto for any family that ever vacationed with me. It is just expected.
I have to do something else, but I don't remember. I want to get some more clothes. I am down to two casual skirts and two fancy ones that fit and not much to wear on top. I'm thinking H & M. But ew I am too snotty to go to the mall in the afternoon or evening (morning only) when there are less people. And I just feel fat all the time. Way to fat to shop. Oh I have to wash and blow dry my wig and fall. They are so ick I am wearing a tichel all the time and it makes my face look beyond fat. I know it isn't much but I am so tired all the time plus I have to fit things in prefectly between dropping Reuben off at work (when it is too early to do anything right after) and when he is done at sixish. Aaaah!