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2023-09-15 17:55This week has been screams into a pillow
I've had to get up early every single day despite what my schedule would have been. Had to make up all kinds of appointments that I had to cancel during jury duty week. Had to quit both my jobs which weighed me down with anxiety and guilt, and a very tiny part of my anxiety brain is trying to suggest that the new job I just got will decide last second that they don't want me after all and then I'll be stuck with 0 jobs.
Which I know is silly and very unlikely.
I intended to use today as my one day to sleep in and then write all day, but then I get a text this morning from The Person asking me if I could call them because they got in a car accident, and of course my instinct is to swoop in the very second she needs me; an instinct that is so strong that I woke from a dead sleep mere minutes after the message came through, even though my phone is and has always been on silent/no vibration and I had not been asleep for more than five hours or so. I sensed a disturbance in the force.
(She's okay. She's perfectly fine. Uninjured. Filed a claim. Came home, made tea, curled up on the couch, all while on the phone with me. Then we both ordered Taco Bell to our respective homes and watched a movie together.)
Point is, uuuuugh I'm SLEEPY though, and my brain won't brain, and I just want to take ten naps even though I've got a lot of stuff that needs doing.
I don't wanna work tomorrow, but I will, and then maybe. MAYBE. Sunday I can do absolutely nothing (except sleep and write as planned).
I've had to get up early every single day despite what my schedule would have been. Had to make up all kinds of appointments that I had to cancel during jury duty week. Had to quit both my jobs which weighed me down with anxiety and guilt, and a very tiny part of my anxiety brain is trying to suggest that the new job I just got will decide last second that they don't want me after all and then I'll be stuck with 0 jobs.
Which I know is silly and very unlikely.
I intended to use today as my one day to sleep in and then write all day, but then I get a text this morning from The Person asking me if I could call them because they got in a car accident, and of course my instinct is to swoop in the very second she needs me; an instinct that is so strong that I woke from a dead sleep mere minutes after the message came through, even though my phone is and has always been on silent/no vibration and I had not been asleep for more than five hours or so. I sensed a disturbance in the force.
(She's okay. She's perfectly fine. Uninjured. Filed a claim. Came home, made tea, curled up on the couch, all while on the phone with me. Then we both ordered Taco Bell to our respective homes and watched a movie together.)
Point is, uuuuugh I'm SLEEPY though, and my brain won't brain, and I just want to take ten naps even though I've got a lot of stuff that needs doing.
I don't wanna work tomorrow, but I will, and then maybe. MAYBE. Sunday I can do absolutely nothing (except sleep and write as planned).
