We have a tree!
Dec. 5th, 2004 09:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
judecorpThe best part of getting ready for the holidays is when I pop open the box that has my stuffed Grinch in it. I love the Grinch! I usually end up sleeping with my stuffed Grinch for at least a couple of days after I open the box. I am a dork like that.
I have had such a crazy and emotional weekend. I feel like I hit some sort of emotional overload when I was at the Pixies show and haven't really recovered. I have been so sensitive and so anxious all weekend and it is driving me insane, which means it must be driving everyone else completely batty also. Argh argh argh.
I just can't keep it together. When things are going smoothly I am totally fine, no problem, no anxious feelings. Then some weird kink happens and I just completely lose it. I had a meltdown in the parking lot of National Wholesale Liquidators because Jen asked me to take the car to get new brakes on Saturday. (I really need Saturday to Christmas shop for Jen's presents, and heck, I spent 4+ hours waiting for the car to get maintenanced /yesterday/!) Sometimes I wish I could get through my life without those moments that fool me into thinking that any little difficulty is the end of the world as I know it. I would seriously ask for happy drugs if it wasn't a few-days-a-month phenomenon and if I wasn't paranoid about such things.
But the Grinch is in my lap (he says hello and "I hate Christmas!"), so all is well.
I have had such a crazy and emotional weekend. I feel like I hit some sort of emotional overload when I was at the Pixies show and haven't really recovered. I have been so sensitive and so anxious all weekend and it is driving me insane, which means it must be driving everyone else completely batty also. Argh argh argh.
I just can't keep it together. When things are going smoothly I am totally fine, no problem, no anxious feelings. Then some weird kink happens and I just completely lose it. I had a meltdown in the parking lot of National Wholesale Liquidators because Jen asked me to take the car to get new brakes on Saturday. (I really need Saturday to Christmas shop for Jen's presents, and heck, I spent 4+ hours waiting for the car to get maintenanced /yesterday/!) Sometimes I wish I could get through my life without those moments that fool me into thinking that any little difficulty is the end of the world as I know it. I would seriously ask for happy drugs if it wasn't a few-days-a-month phenomenon and if I wasn't paranoid about such things.
But the Grinch is in my lap (he says hello and "I hate Christmas!"), so all is well.
