Nngh, I've been anxious for days about this new housemate moving in, and cleaning and storing all sorts of clutter, and I think everything is actually looking pretty ready.
...Which is good because he was supposed to arrive four hours ago, based on what he said this afternoon. It's totally fine, I'd just like to know when he's coming.
Also I hope he's okay. My mom called an hour ago to tell me her surviving brother passed away. I suppose the sad-sad is that I'm feeling so exhausted from hype that I really haven't reacted to this. I'm going to sleep like a log - which is good, because I've got an early day tomorrow, and likely tomorrow night.
Trying to help my current housemate jury-rig repairs to his car has gotten real frustrating over the past week and a half, too. Not to mention my gma's still delusional when I'm not visiting. And then there's the situation with my ex- but now my mom needs me too (like everyone else in my life apparently) because her brother's *freakin dead*, I'm just going to have to do my best.
I'm stress-eating lately, and that worries me a bit. I should really be exercising instead of spacing out when I have free time.
But like, I'm actually doing really well, myself. Just sharing in other peoples' stress, as social animals do. It's alright, it's a good deal. Things will calm down soon.
Wish my nose would stop running.
Edit: Okay housemate came home and was super-impressed and happy about the tidying-up I did, and he gave me a hug and I do feel a lot better now