…but there’s really no reason for me to be. The house is reasonably parent-ready for when my mom, dad and brother are coming next week and most of my Christmas shopping is over and done with (except some stuff I have to make, gaah). Still, I’ve been freaking out. Usually I’m pretty laid-back, but when my to-do list starts getting a bit long, I get such an idiotic stress-response – I’ll get a migraine so I can’t do anything at all. It is totally psychosomatic (but still *there*, so I don’t know what to do) and it’s a lovely remnant of my depression days…anyway, I’m trying to relax now by drinking some Christmas tea and blogging.
Liz (and the slanty-chinned Collin :D) tagged me, so I have to write seven random things about myself:
1 Can the stress/migraine thing be the first one? Why yes it can.
2 I think I might have mentioned this before, but I absolutely despise socks. I’ll only wear them for hiking or if they’re some sort of novelty Christmas socks.
3 I think I’m physically addicted to ketchup.
4 You would never know by looking at me now, but I used to study sports science in college.
5 My family lived in New Jersey for two years when I was in elementary school.
6 I have short, gnome-like fingers. Playing handball was a bitch.
7 Sometimes I’ll sniff Bobby’s ears, they smell really good. He’s my cocaine.
Alrighty, JK came home so we have to make some sort of dinner. But first: Label Tulip sneaks!
…and an older layout that was in Vi Scrapper:
This is about how insanely over-sensitive Bobby is and how he’ll freak out the second we so much as raise our voices.