Tuesday, July 23, 2019

And an update

Still waiting on the tree guy. Finally called him (I HATE pestering people, but....) He claims the text I sent him with my address never came through. Possible, I suppose, it's an old phone (Maybe I needed to use the area code? we're both in the same area code but a different exchange).

Anyway, he's due here in a half hour.

I've also been jumping up all day for what are clearly telemarketer calls (I have to check the display on my landline to see). Other than that, I've done jack-all: mowed the lawn, done a little piano practice, that's it, other than sitting and stewing about tomorrow.

I just want to cry right now. It's too many things.


This is one of those times I wish I had a sympathetic person around locally that I didn't feel too bad about "bothering," I really need some kind of good distraction from my own head. I couldn't even get over to work (I was hoping "I'll be there after noon" was a literal statement, and I'd be able to go over after lunch, but no such luck) so I've been stuck in my head all day and it's bad.

1 comment:

CGHill said...

"Too many things" is a perfectly valid reason to cry. (I speak from unhappy personal experience.)