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Tuesday-like-Monday
May. 27th, 2014 06:38 amYesterday I tried to put all the crap to the side, and enjoy time with friends (and a well-smoked slab of brisket). And it was lovely, but... I came home and had emotional-stress-related insomnia.
Because everything that happened this weekend hit some of my less-traumatic but still-present buttons, just as they did most every woman I know.
Because we know all too well it could just as easily have been us.
So now I'm going on three hours of sleep. My eyes feel like sandpaper and my brain's jello. BEA begins on Thursday. I have emails to send I don't want to write, projects I need to finish, and chapters to revise.
If I were the sort to drink Irish coffee for breakfast, this would be a day I would do so.
Hope your Tuesday-like-Monday (or ordinary Tuesday, for those outside the US) is going better.
Because everything that happened this weekend hit some of my less-traumatic but still-present buttons, just as they did most every woman I know.
Because we know all too well it could just as easily have been us.
So now I'm going on three hours of sleep. My eyes feel like sandpaper and my brain's jello. BEA begins on Thursday. I have emails to send I don't want to write, projects I need to finish, and chapters to revise.
If I were the sort to drink Irish coffee for breakfast, this would be a day I would do so.
Hope your Tuesday-like-Monday (or ordinary Tuesday, for those outside the US) is going better.
