The Big Day

 The debate and the car dealer. I don't look forward to either one.  Maybe the debate.  Depends on if Scranton Joe shows up.  That might be funny.

When I had talked to the claims adjuster about what had happened on Friday, I said I kept driving and I was scared something was going to happen to my car on the freeway because I didn't know what was damaged.  I didn't know if something was going to fall off and I just wanted to get home and see it.  I thought what if my engine falls out?  I had all these horrible things going through my mind because it was all of a sudden and I could keep driving, but I didn't know for how long.  

I think Oh, I can drive on the freeway.  I'm ok with driving and then someone does something stupid on the road and makes me never want to leave the house again.  It's a process that I have to get through.

I'll have to work on more ick stuff before I leave.  Trudge my way through.  Hopefully I'm not in trouble for my mistake.  Yeah, the one who makes me nervous is making me even more nervous.  This person is nothing like the ones I dealt with in the office, so at least I can go hide in my room when I want to pretend I don't see angry emails for five minutes.  Hard to hide in a parking lot.  Always look at the positive.  I have to remind myself I've been shuffled around a lot since the pandemic.  It's a lot to expect from someone and I've kept a positive attitude but it can be hard mentally to keep shifting and keep trying to remember everything that should be done in a day.  At least I know when someone tells me to turn my camera on during a meeting, I listen.  I guess I shouldn't take offense to people not listening to me when I see that.

My mom is calling the landlord today.  She was worried about him being here when I'm gone.  Those two are a couple of chatterboxes when they get talking.  She'll be fine and I don't think he'll show up until I'm home.  He has like 4 jobs.  Five if you count collecting rent from the monster.

Here's hoping today is better.  I hope none of the good humans in the world have anxiety like I do and have a good day.  Here's hoping Trump acts like a lunatic at the debate and creates a lot of gifs on the internet.

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