| Current mood: |  depressed |
Depression
I am so down today. I think Wednesday is about the day of the week when I really start to not like my job. I don't want to talk to the attorneys or the clients. I feel like I can't do this anymore. I have to - it's a good job and I need the money. We need the money. But even when I'm not at work, I feel so restless. I have to go grocery shopping tonight, and I don't want to. I want to go home and sleep. I want someone to make me dinner. I want to watch my dvr'd tv on the couch (Pat is playing Mass Effect non-stop lately, so I can't). I want to sleep in. I want a break. Because I am breaking.
This is such a depressing post. I apologize.
I did a swap with a girl on the internet (some lotions and stuff of mine for perfume of hers that I love), and we both hadn't gotten our packages last week. She said she would tell me as soon as she got hers and vice versa. Well today I figured out how to track a package sent to Canada, and apparently it was delivered five days ago. And I still have nothing, and she never notified me. *cue Alex freaking out* So I wrote to her to ask if she did, in fact, get her package five days ago, but I haven't gotten a response yet. She has all good feedback, but I'm a worrier, and I didn't spend a lot, but I did pay $20 to ship that stuff to Canada. Pat talked me off of my figurative window ledge and said to wait and see if she replies.
(ETA: She wrote back and said she was out of town and just got it, and thank you, and that she put the wrong address on my package, so they had to call her to get the right one, so I should get it soon. *phew*)
Yesterday I started a book about wealthy socialites, which is promptly going back to the library, and then started a book about a group that protects people from vampires and such, which was far more interesting. That one looks to be a keeper.
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