Frozen Nowhere

I am starting to panic

No, seriously, I’m not sure if I can “get ‘er done” and get everything moved.  It feels like there is SO much to do and I don’t know if I can get it all completed in time.

This is the first time I will be moving on my own with minimal help.

The first time without a “partner” to assist in packing and cleaning and arranging things (although I did all the logistics)

The first time without family assistance

The first time I need to deal with 2 homes at once – moving stuff out , doing repairs, and cleaning the old place while painting and setting up a new place.

The first time…

But my brain ate it.
 
So… last night, about 1:30am or 2am, I was jolted awake by the “beep-beep-beep” and rumbling buzz of my phone signaling that I had received a text message.
 
Now… I don’t know about all of YOU (all 1-6 people who have in passing read this blogity-autobiographical rambling mess that signifies my life) out there in happy-internet-blog-land… but I tend to be ASLEEP, in BED, with my 2 felines well before 1am on a weekday.
 
Why?
 
Because, dear readers (snicker) I, like many other people in their mid-30s with debt to pay off and children to keep in clothing, shoes, food, and toys, have what is colloquially called a “real job”. Which means that on weeknights

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Okay… so I didn’t manage to write all that much last week, which was likely good because by the friday before I went on “vacation” I started to have shooting pains in my right wrist whenever I typed. 

And you know, when typing and writing are so vitally important to you, that kinda sucks. So for the most part I did not do any writing this week. 

Instead I spent MOST of the week with RGG and all the kids.

And you know? I’m STILL not sure with him.

I mean, I love him, and I am attracted to him and I feel really good about things with him. For the most part I haven’t tried to do a

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I am feeling better now.
 
I don’t know why I can’t panic silently… I really should just hide in my closet until my freak out is completed and THEN talk to other human beings. 
 
I guess I seek out comfort from other people by being told I am acting crazy. 
 
Sometimes I need that little, “hey, girl you are losing it! Get a grip.” thing from a friend or two.
 
I am over the panic over the future for now. I have decided to accept:

• TheEx is an ass. He has a spending habit and that will likely never change. I could have gotten out earlier, I could have tried to stick it out for longer, but either way his spending

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I haz freedom…
 
I need pictures. I think that I will have to do the picture posts eventually, I’m just lazy, after all.
 
You see… most of the writing I do is at work, when I’m not crazy-busy (which is most of the time right now) or trying to wrangle kids or cats to do my bidding.
 
Being a mother is hard work.
 
I think I should try taking over the world… its likely a lot easier and I would get more sleep at night.
 
Do you think that people bent on world domination really spend their nights fretting over the brand of cat food to buy or what to pack for lunches 2

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