Moving Blues
I think I am just going to have to tell her that I have to move my stuff over there in the morning and that I can meet them there later in the day.
Well I just put out an email asking for help for Saturday so I guess I have made up my mind. I am moving instead of working. No choice. I feel better. I will help them on Sunday, and maybe Saturday afternoon if we get done in time. Sorry Karen. This is more important I think. Why do I still feel like crap? Cause I am felling guilty. It is part of my illness I guess. I always feel guilty when I have to go back on my word for something. God it hurts!
Did I say that I am stressed out? This whole thing is stressing me out. I don't deal well with stress. And now I have to worry about whether or not Ran is going to be able to get out of bed next Saturday and get over here to load up the truck. That is stressful to. He isn't always the most reliable person.
Ok I am just digging myself in further. I am going to stop while I am ahead and fall back on a tried and true destresser. That's right folks I am going to watch Dirty Dancing.
Night.



