couldn't think what to say in skype.
slightly terrorized atm
working on deadlines and solutions simultaneously.
there is skittering under the house.
so i am working on my porch, which is lovely and the whindcime is tinkling,
but i just keep jumping and starting
I seem to have like PTSD, though it's more like Mid-Rodentia Stress Disorder :/
Now squirrels cause my heart to pound.
I actually just kinda hallucinated that my husky dog was a giant rat as she
came through the curtain that hangs over the door that leads to the laundry room
where I hear them
