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8/29/10 11:19 pmack. Still having problems with the laptop that Mr. R can not figure out, and I'm too addicted to give it up to be checked out. hah! Junkie.
Working on the house pretty much non stop. BG moving back home is a good thing in terms of junking stuff out, plus I got motivated to *finally* redo the upstairs bathroom. It was a time capsule of the 90s and now, it's fresher and brighter and we're dumping lots and lots of useless things that I thought I had to hold on to because they were gifts or whatnot. I just wish I didn't feel like I'm on the verge of dying or having a break down. It's unbelievable how bad I feel--so bad it sends me into mini-panic attacks all day long, which exhaust the *hell* out of me. It's like a big old vicious cycle. (you know, I almost always misspelled that as viscous. I know, right? But still, pretty descriptive about what's going on, heh!)
Working on the house pretty much non stop. BG moving back home is a good thing in terms of junking stuff out, plus I got motivated to *finally* redo the upstairs bathroom. It was a time capsule of the 90s and now, it's fresher and brighter and we're dumping lots and lots of useless things that I thought I had to hold on to because they were gifts or whatnot. I just wish I didn't feel like I'm on the verge of dying or having a break down. It's unbelievable how bad I feel--so bad it sends me into mini-panic attacks all day long, which exhaust the *hell* out of me. It's like a big old vicious cycle. (you know, I almost always misspelled that as viscous. I know, right? But still, pretty descriptive about what's going on, heh!)