New roofer called and said he could be here tomorrow at 8:30. Then I get a call from his boss, the contractor, saying that he (the boss) could be here today at 2. I was like, ????? and after a run around I figured out that the roofer had told me tomorrow while he told the contractor today at 2, and I was like fine. Whatever.
Auspicious start.
Mom assures me that they will take care of me, so again, whatever. He came by and took pictures with a very nice and large phone and said that he'd contacted his engineer and the roofer would be out to look at it soon. And if he didn't, I'm supposed to contact the contractor to make sure he gets on it, because the roofer might forget. Also very auspicious.
cw: talk of vomiting/stomach sickness
There was a period after [redacted family member] died and before COVID where I was vomiting at least once every morning without fail, probably due to the stress of the death and everything that followed. I have almost returned to that. Probably because of Tree Saga. I spend much of the day feeling nauseous, and tasks like eating and brushing my teeth set me to gagging. It's miserable. I don't know what to do. When I confessed this to my mom, she recommended breathing techniques to calm down (something that has never worked for me). I need to "not let it affect me so much." As if it's as easy as willing the stress away. She doesn't understand anxiety.
Played a new file of Mistria like I said I was going to today. I had thought I would be able to do some things more efficiently and advance faster now that I had gameplay knowledge, but it seems like I'm progressing at the same pace I did on my first file. Old gameplay habits, styles of playing, die very, very hard when I'm just having fun.
Fun is what I need right now,
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