Dawn's Digression.

• I am hung over. I haven't been drinking as much the last couple of weeks, and last night I was having a bad Michele night and drank too much.
• I moved in with Tracy last weekend, and the stress is trying to kill me. I have so much to do and just don't have the time to do it in. I have a LOT of stuff to do next week, and I am not at all happy about that.
• My work computer is having serious issues. I can't use it to check my work email, which is a huge problem. I'm using Outlook Web, and it sucks.
• I'm having my depression symptoms. I could give a shit about anything. Well, I guess that isn't true. I just don't have any motivation. The thing up there about having a lot to do? Well, I'm not exactly making a lot of progress. All I want to do is sleep, and I'm not going to get away with it since I cohabitate.

The move went pretty well, I think. Tracy has been working her tail end off to make space for me. Poor thing. She hasn't complained about anything yet, but MAN. I'd hate to hear her internal dialogue. haha My internal dialogue isn't that great, either. I'm not used to having someone around. I feel so watched. And managed. I didn't think about it, but even when I was with Michele, she was often in her own world. This shall be fine. Adjustment period. I bet Tracy feels a bit watched as well. Living with someone is hard.....I forgot about that! Like she expects things to be done at certain times. (Not that she said this.) I'm used to doing things when I'm damn well ready. Good thing I love the freaking hell out of her.

Tracy is the best listener EVER. The other day, I was feeling really anxious. And I told her. She didn't holler at me. She told me to keep talking. None of that crap about how her life is so much harder than mine. Or that I needed to get the hell over it. Really cool. I felt all better after I talked to her about it. Who knew?