poopy poop poop

 So the last two weekends have been awful.

Last weekend, I got way too drunk too quickly at tailgating, before Carolyn even got out.  She had to come take care of me all day, help me stumble home, watch me throw up (both in the parking lot at tailgate and at home into a bowl on the couch).  This is after she’d done a bunch of trades into cruddy shifts at work so she could make it to the night-game against penn state.  Felt like an asshole.  I think it was a combo of: #1 – having a protein shake for breakfast before drinking.  #2 – not being used to the new full-strength of my medication.  first time i’d tried to drink like that since going back up to 10mg and letting it ‘settle in’..  blegh.  She wasn’t angry with me, but i still felt like a dick.  Tried to find ways during the week to make it up to her.

Then on thursday, in the middle of an anxiety attack about money, I dropped my new phone on the ground and smashed the screen, less than a month after getting it.  This meant I’d have to pay $100 in an insurance deductible to replace it.  nearly lost it in the grocery store, almost cried.  

Friday, we went to visit carolyn’s sister for the halloween weekend, and it was mostly awful.  I felt like crap, I think I may have gotten food poisoning.  Trying to ‘party’ in a very small town, when you don’t know anyone, is awful…  Had a very bad time, 4 hour drive each way.  Then, on Sunday morning, getting ready to go, found out someone had punched/knocked out my backup light on the back of my car.  Once again, almost lost it…  looking at a ~200 repair bill on that from the dealer.

eventually got home on sunday, took a big nap, and took a deep breath.  

went online, found a place to get the replacement light for $40, and then went and figured out how to install it, so that saved me some money.  

did my budget for next month and feeling a little better about that.

this weekend we’re having an early thanksgiving with all our friends, so i’m hoping that’s a little bit stress-free this weekend.

could write about wedding stuff, but i’m feeling a bit low, blood-sugar wise, so that’ll go for another day.

cliff’s notes: bad flower meeting, good flower meeting, lights, money.  more to come later.

-b