Luckily...

[greenstorm]

...I am too busy being sick and moving to go crazy.

I've been having bad boundaries again, waiting for other people to do things to change my environment when it was making me uncomfortable. It confused me for a bit because in a sense it's other people's stuff -- it's effecting me, though, and so I need to deal with this.

*sigh*

Always something, right?

It's really hot in the Abby apartment right now (it catches the sun very well) and I'm sitting in a puddle of sweat after loading up some boxes with books and watering the plants in the sun. Then home to the other apartment, where my brothers will help me scrub the walls for a bit.

Tonight? Well, we'll see. This weekend? Even more ambiguous. Depends on when I have time to deal with stuff.

In other news, my cold flared up into a head-icky-yucky-thing, so I'm living close to boxes of kleenex and speaking with that voice, you know the one I'm talking about. The one where you can't breathe.

Interesting how it got worse after I lay around waiting for it, and not better. I've used up my sick-time, though, so I'll just have to bull through with it.

Wish me luck over the next couple of days. I'm trying very hard to do this right. I will not blame myself or feel guilty, whatever the outcome. Putting what I need on the table is important to everyone.

And really, there's probably nothing to worry about. Imagination, etc. Relax, cross your fingers for me, and be well.

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[darthmaus.livejournal.com]

That didn't take 20 hours! The only reason it took some time was that I had to wait until his lunch hour to talk to him. But once I did, we cleared it up and we both felt a lot better.

I'm not very efficient at getting through 'stuff', but I'm certainly driven to.