Tuesday, January 13, 2009
You know I'm neurotic. Oh, but you have no idea HOW neurotic.
So neurotic that after being away from home for two weeks, then running through Newark airport because my first flight was delayed and my next plane was scheduled to leave RIGHT NOW and having to literally bang on the door to an airplane so they would let me in, then sitting for six hours, then staying in a motel in Tacoma, then sitting in a buyer's seminar taught by a woman from Austin who twanged for eight hours at a volume that made my head hurt, then coming home and not being able to find my VERY FAVORITE PILLOWCASE, I collapsed in the chair in the bedroom and cried for a good 30 minutes.
Maybe I should think about some more therapy?
I'm still working on the vacation post.
Haven't forgotten about you.
I have pictures!
Soon. I promise......
Key Words: neurotic