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1. I do not handle stress well. At all.
2. When my old housemates vaguely say, "Yeah, we've got a few pieces of junk mail that came for you, nothing urgent," what they really mean is, "We have four packages, two paychecks, some tax documents, those checks that you ordered way back in October, and an entire box of unsorted mail, and we couldn't be arsed to respond to your emails." Arrgh!
3. When my uncle calls to chat about how I'm doing and I mention I'm seeing someone, he is a therapist and will assume that I'm talking about seeing a therapist. Awkwardness will ensue.
4. The fact that the office has been at 90 degrees for the past month will not stop people from complaining it's too cold today, the day after we finally got the damn thing fixed.
5. There are friendships that depended upon me having a lot of energy and time to drive long distances on a regular basis. I have neither anymore. I don't know what's going to happen to those relationships.
6. I could not find any ****ing Advil anywhere in my house, despite the fact that I know I have several bottles. At three in the morning last night, I could not sleep because of cramps, and the homeopathics (which have worked in the past) were not helping. I remembered I had a bottle of Advil in my car, put on a coat, and stumbled outside, still half-dreaming. My car is in visitor's parking, half a block away. I paused underneath a stop sign, automatically responding in my haze to the directive to stop. It took several moments of freezing cold to wake me up enough to realize that I wasn't driving, the stop sign did not apply to me, and that Advil was only seconds away if I would just stay conscious long enough.
7. When, after four years, I finally name the elephant in the room out loud, I might discover that the other person has been perceiving a completely different elephant in the room for those four years, and we both might be right. Also, it might not be the end of the world.
8. Sir Now Appearing has a life goal of making some poor customer service agent say, "Yes, our product is crap, and if you want something that works you should go to our competitor." This week saw a lot of him trying to realize that goal. Verizon indoctrinates its customer service well; Sir Now Appearing did not win. We did, however, get Verizon to upgrade our internet connection from "dead" to "speed of treacle."
9. Kissing someone wearing a hat is more difficult than anticipated. Who knew?
2. When my old housemates vaguely say, "Yeah, we've got a few pieces of junk mail that came for you, nothing urgent," what they really mean is, "We have four packages, two paychecks, some tax documents, those checks that you ordered way back in October, and an entire box of unsorted mail, and we couldn't be arsed to respond to your emails." Arrgh!
3. When my uncle calls to chat about how I'm doing and I mention I'm seeing someone, he is a therapist and will assume that I'm talking about seeing a therapist. Awkwardness will ensue.
4. The fact that the office has been at 90 degrees for the past month will not stop people from complaining it's too cold today, the day after we finally got the damn thing fixed.
5. There are friendships that depended upon me having a lot of energy and time to drive long distances on a regular basis. I have neither anymore. I don't know what's going to happen to those relationships.
6. I could not find any ****ing Advil anywhere in my house, despite the fact that I know I have several bottles. At three in the morning last night, I could not sleep because of cramps, and the homeopathics (which have worked in the past) were not helping. I remembered I had a bottle of Advil in my car, put on a coat, and stumbled outside, still half-dreaming. My car is in visitor's parking, half a block away. I paused underneath a stop sign, automatically responding in my haze to the directive to stop. It took several moments of freezing cold to wake me up enough to realize that I wasn't driving, the stop sign did not apply to me, and that Advil was only seconds away if I would just stay conscious long enough.
7. When, after four years, I finally name the elephant in the room out loud, I might discover that the other person has been perceiving a completely different elephant in the room for those four years, and we both might be right. Also, it might not be the end of the world.
8. Sir Now Appearing has a life goal of making some poor customer service agent say, "Yes, our product is crap, and if you want something that works you should go to our competitor." This week saw a lot of him trying to realize that goal. Verizon indoctrinates its customer service well; Sir Now Appearing did not win. We did, however, get Verizon to upgrade our internet connection from "dead" to "speed of treacle."
9. Kissing someone wearing a hat is more difficult than anticipated. Who knew?