Jun. 28th, 2016

bloodsong1: (Jareth)
My stress levels have been way too high this week. First the wedding, four weeks away. AAAHHH!!!! *muppetflail*

I'm not worried about getting married. I've lived with myself for 38 years, now it's time to step it up and grow and learn and get better at being Me. Logistically, however, I'm succumbing to Nervous Wreck. There's one person in the party who is pathologically unable to be on time, and they HAVE to be, because we are on a Schedule, People!

Zahde, Chezzie, Mowgs, we might need a backup plan. Just saying.

Today was a Day Full of Rain, bringing back unpleasant flashbacks of driving home in the flooding of 2012, and having to backtrack twice to avoid flooded roads in Binghamton. Once I got out of Binghamton proper, the rain had passed without the rain band pattern I had been seeing all day at work. On the plus side, my garden is doing MARVELOUSLY!

Cuteness has her first psych appointment tomorrow, I'm Very Nervous about Being Judged, as it's the same chica who diagnosed her in the first place and I refused further services at that time because I had a handle on her behavior. I also got a not-surprising-but-still-worrying notice from the state that I make too much to qualify for Medicaid for the kids yesterday. Their coverage is good until September and I went online yesterday and signed up for the next tier up of coverage with the same company. It'll cost me $18/month, but I was paying that when I was working for The Jerk without enjoying health insurance for myself. Now I do! Yay!

Finally, I'm attempting to write an updated version of Brewster's Millions, with a single mom and adjusted for inflation. I've been working with an exotic car rental company to get a handle on estimates and it feels slightly dishonest. I've TOLD them what I'm working on, and I will use the company in the story as I promised, but they're not going to make anything out of this, y'know? I wonder if two million is enough...

I think I'll take a bath with the new bath salts that came in last week. That will help. And I took tomorrow off for Becca's appointment and my next stage of root canal. Mrrrrrrrrr.

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