i went mushroom hunting/picking yesterday. i didn't get picked up until 4:30pm. to say i was about bouncing off the walls from anxiety most of the day would not be far from the truth.
however, today is a completely different story. i woke about 1:30am, got up, and got on the net, and have pretty much been there ever since. it is now 2:00pm. i have not even dressed and have no plan to do so at this point. why bother?
i think i may have lost my friends shar and the cap'n. she and i had a chat the other day regarding an absolute insane decision they are making. i told her that the 'bubbas' that they have hired, are basically gypsy's and sooner or later they will take over their lives. and will use that new 'grandbaby wanna-be' as their 'in'. it was probably uncalled for, but if you knew the entire ordeal/situation, and the fact that i am pretty acute when it comes to reading people, it would all make sense.
the malemate and i will be going to the OK! cousins for the weekend. i generally look forward to that - but not so much this time. i keep wondering if i should tell him about the 'stranger' if that would move me past all of this shit that i continue to bury myself in.
i bet that when i snap my fingers, i will magically come out of this funk.
okay, i have got to get serious about finding some work. this is ridiculous.