Yeah, I'll rest when I'm dead.
In addition to the health, work and school blues, we've got some additional foolishness from a now unmedicated (and unhinged) roommate.
I could handle work, health and school if home were okay. However, the door-slamming and the occasional hysterics on the phone are starting to wear me down a bit. Tried talking to her about things before, but got my head bitten off. Am now completely ignored. This makes for a somewhat stressful environment where it's hard to concentrate or relax.
Thank heavens for knitting and the cats.
Been there, done that. It is hell, isn't it??? Never again. Only surround myself (as much as I can) with the healthy. Whenever I spend time with momma I treat myself... Sean and I have detox sessions. For some reason, Dexter seems to help. Oh dear!!!! (Did you just snort?)
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