Brain, stop it!
Nov. 16th, 2008 11:35 pmI'm so totally obsessing over stuff right now--and I need to be obsessing over entirely different things.
At least I've pushed myself on the website this evening, and made a teeny bit of headway. About time, honestly. Website Friend is probably ready to shoot me.
The house thing? I don't even want to talk about it. I'm terrified. I really hope this all will be worth it, because right now? I'm pretty damned freaked out. Things are not moving fast enough--and they're moving too fast at the same time. And the emotions involved are not all the best. Because I feel like a vulture in this scenario, and every time we ask for something else or try to get what we were supposed to get, I feel a terrible sense of shame and guilt. In order for us to live in this house, Husband's grandmother has to leave, and I am really feeling this emotionally right now. Um, please hold off with your Logic Beams, I totally know that she wants to move out (and should move out to somewhere she can be taken care of) but emotions don't listen to logic. In fact, they get really grumpy and shouty when logic is involved. *headdesk* I cannot shake this feeling, in every moment of interaction, that I am doing something intrinsically wrong.
The work that needs to be done in order to get in the house is both more and less than expected.
I also need to buy a snowblower.
ETA: I was wondering why I hadn't received any comments. Oh yeah, haven't posted it. You know what that means--time for bed.
At least I've pushed myself on the website this evening, and made a teeny bit of headway. About time, honestly. Website Friend is probably ready to shoot me.
The house thing? I don't even want to talk about it. I'm terrified. I really hope this all will be worth it, because right now? I'm pretty damned freaked out. Things are not moving fast enough--and they're moving too fast at the same time. And the emotions involved are not all the best. Because I feel like a vulture in this scenario, and every time we ask for something else or try to get what we were supposed to get, I feel a terrible sense of shame and guilt. In order for us to live in this house, Husband's grandmother has to leave, and I am really feeling this emotionally right now. Um, please hold off with your Logic Beams, I totally know that she wants to move out (and should move out to somewhere she can be taken care of) but emotions don't listen to logic. In fact, they get really grumpy and shouty when logic is involved. *headdesk* I cannot shake this feeling, in every moment of interaction, that I am doing something intrinsically wrong.
The work that needs to be done in order to get in the house is both more and less than expected.
I also need to buy a snowblower.
ETA: I was wondering why I hadn't received any comments. Oh yeah, haven't posted it. You know what that means--time for bed.
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Date: 2008-11-17 10:15 pm (UTC)And your stuff about loudtwitter--omg, how scary. I hope you can get that sorted out, and soon! *hugs back*
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Date: 2008-11-17 10:17 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-11-17 10:30 pm (UTC)