What fresh hell....
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roxyI see the lack of notifications is working its way across LJ. If I don't answer to a comment it's not because I don't want to.
I'm cautiously optimistic about this mess I've made. It's possible that it's starting to clear up. At least, one part of it is and that was the part where I borrowed an ungodly amount of money from a dear, dear friend and now, it appears I don't have to resort to that. I felt such shame--I've never borrowed more than the price of a cup of coffee before. Being able to send that money back is like a cement block off my chest but I'm afraid to really let go and rejoice--I don't trust anything anymore.
Add this to my list of woes--my niece is moving to the west coast, leaving Tuesday. She is probably going to take my sanity with her. I'm ashamed to say how often I've cried on this poor child's shoulder--the very thing I always swore I'd never do, make your kid the comfortador. I can't help it, she's so not like the rest of the females in our tiny family(read: me and BG, drama queens? or just plain nuts?). She's always been an enormous source of comfort to me, a great friend, a fabulous sounding board and my beloved beta. Now, she's going out to California to be fabulous, creative, witty and cool as hell. I'm going to be a miserable bitch for weeks. Too much sorrow here for the moment, it's kind of hard on us. We've had a rough couple of months, I tell you.
In less earth-shattering news, I'm up to almost 21,000 words on my SpNBB. This is a small slice of happy in my life.
I'm cautiously optimistic about this mess I've made. It's possible that it's starting to clear up. At least, one part of it is and that was the part where I borrowed an ungodly amount of money from a dear, dear friend and now, it appears I don't have to resort to that. I felt such shame--I've never borrowed more than the price of a cup of coffee before. Being able to send that money back is like a cement block off my chest but I'm afraid to really let go and rejoice--I don't trust anything anymore.
Add this to my list of woes--my niece is moving to the west coast, leaving Tuesday. She is probably going to take my sanity with her. I'm ashamed to say how often I've cried on this poor child's shoulder--the very thing I always swore I'd never do, make your kid the comfortador. I can't help it, she's so not like the rest of the females in our tiny family(read: me and BG, drama queens? or just plain nuts?). She's always been an enormous source of comfort to me, a great friend, a fabulous sounding board and my beloved beta. Now, she's going out to California to be fabulous, creative, witty and cool as hell. I'm going to be a miserable bitch for weeks. Too much sorrow here for the moment, it's kind of hard on us. We've had a rough couple of months, I tell you.
In less earth-shattering news, I'm up to almost 21,000 words on my SpNBB. This is a small slice of happy in my life.
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