home.

Pandora is home, safe and sound. Walked home to M’s after my class and walked gingerly down the basement stairs and looked and didn’t see her, but then I looked again and there she was, right on top of a pile of M’s clean clothes.

I happened to be on the phone with J at the time. Of course, I had been on the phone with AJ, but then J called cuz. It was 330 and I wasn’t at therapy cuz. I hadn’t planned on going today. But anyways. Then I got snippy with her on the phone and decided to go. But. I was on thephone with her when I spotted the cat, then I went to therapy so after that I was walking home to get my car to go get the cat when I realized that my car was at the shop getting inspected (FINALLY. It was due somewhere around Sept 30th) so I called M who was at the petstore buying crickets so she swung around and picked me up and dropped me off at the car place, then I paid for the inspection, only $20 but. I STILL have a huge ass oil leak (he’s like “yeah, you wanna be checking that every day. or at least every other day!” oiiiiiiiii) or the squealing that takes place when I try to run the heat or air or defrost. He thinks it’s something with an alternator, which is not cheap to fix. So. *sigh* Guess I go another winter w/o heat in the car.

So I drove to M’s, hung out for a bit, got ‘Dora and am home again.

Therapy was….I don’t even know. Everything is just a mess. Ok, ok. Not EVERYTHING. But. Enough things. *sigh*

I didn’t sleep, or even go to bed, last nite. NOr did I finish the work that needed to be done. ANd NOW I need to write a care plan AND write a paper for Dr F’s class that is due tomorrow. Tho we have one late paper option and one no paper option (she drops the lowest scored paper I think…) so. I might take that. The late option. I dunno. Guess I’ll see how much I get written. Wrote. Something.