I tried Tiramisu early on and I was like "Bleugh," Seemed very bitter and astringent and they (Italians) make a coffee and liquor vs. just coffee one, and well, IDK maybe I could have done something to improve it, but I drink enough coffee, coffee
vape is just overkill. I did order white coffee and cappuccino froth and I could see doing something mocha with it as a kind of... non coffee treat, but no mixing yet. Sigh. Self discipline.
Not that I am up for it, today was way better but man.... I am exhausted. The house stuff they swore up down and sideways was all "straightened out" has not been and so the husband and the other husband spent most of today working on it and it is STILL not fixed, they don't own the land they want to give us the easement for 1/3 of the leech field does NOT belong to them as they said it did, it still belongs to the dad/FIL. Sigh.
We called our realtor in Tucson and she looked at the contract and she was fine with it, and everyone says "do not tip your real estate agent" but she and her husband did SO much work for us after we left and made us SO much money we totally did. It was a "We are sending you a gift and IDK if you have something you need or are into but like, if not during these COVID times money is a gift." They are horrified because AZ turned blue like overnight. They want to leave, too. Blue and corruption go hand in hand and AZ REMAINS one of the most corrupt places I know.... Plus CA invasion.
So yeah, it's all screwed up, it's going to take the husband and our bank about like a WEEK to straighten out I think and really, they are lucky they are dealing with US because otherwise they would have been halfway through a mortgage and up you know what lake with only one paddle, bad weather and the ability to like, only get one net up and an aggrieved buyer who backed out in disgust.
It has been my experience that those who MOST need to, MOST often don't have a real estate agent because they are overconfident in their abilities and like....It then is a mess. I still think they will be great neighbors, they are kind of committed to us now because everything we told them was a problem that they SWORE up and down was NOT a problem has been a problem. Which is OKAY but also annoying because THEY pay the relator fees as the sellers and they are SKIMPING but after about 30 hours of research you just want to yell "PAY MY REALTOR."
Guy selling it is just like, "Jeez, at this point we will extend the acceptance of the offer letter until we have EVERYTHING correct."
Called new doc and they told me what to do to get old doc with a referral in. I gotta call him tomorrow. Apparently I am tapering the wrong drug first and I would enjoy my ability to sleep without a million OTC things and enough freaking melatonin to "put down a horse" and by that I mean a horse cannot lie down too long or it will die. I know, seems unfair, but they are kinda built to doze on their feet. I am not but no crying so yay. Clonidine sucks. I might just say to my doc "IF Ambien is SUCH a NON issue why can I not take THAT and attack the one that is ACTUALLY an issue?" which he told the husband. He's a twit. I cannot take a whole Ambien tonight cuz if I do and he is all "Very sorry do continue heading toward Alzheimer's" well, I would be a mess then. But I will discuss it. Seriously, Benadryl gives you the big A, and well, were it anything but sleep (or full body hives which like you SHOULD take it for) well, I'd be like, ah NO. But sleep leads me down the path to insane.... so I will take short term gain over long term harm ANY day if it's sleep. You could be like "I will shoot you in a week" and I'd be like "K, cool can I go to sleep now? Oh here is my soul, it's probably yours anyway but you know.. in case."
I hate it. Even as a little kid, I did not sleep. On family journeys EVERYONE would be asleep but me. Heard some interesting parental arguments that way. Or, laying in bed listening to them scream about the budget. I never sleep enough. I am sure there are deep murky traumas starting from about five on, overlaid with further deep murky traumas but past a certain point (especially as a therapist who has done a lot of like, therapy, you are just like "Darn it, give me a pill now, I am sick of "processing" I am not a word processor.")
The stuff I remember I can kind of forgive. I mean, my ex was not right in the head to throw chairs and punches drunk while I was pregnant but like I was not right in the head to stay there one moment let alone as long as I did, so eh. It's the stuff that's all murky and I'm like NO THANK YOU GIVE ME AMBIEN.
I will call him tomorrow. Mood slightly better. Work is hard. I don't multi task well and even if I did, well.... Too many house texts. But, it's more or less fine. I MAY like have a doc/neurologist I can see but not holding my breath but I am having the current doc like send me on my merry way there. I will be like, "Referral not complete unless he ACCEPTS me as a patient but he is also a neurologist so maybe he will....get it."
Let's hope. I'm also not doing therapy on sleep hygiene or whatever I mean I am so dense it took my husband pointing out that sleeping in one's clothes was like a sign that "something happened" but like I say, "I prefer to view it as a sign of laziness and all that not "something dire happening" because if I accepted THAT, I would have to wander through a horrifical maze of myriad of emptions and issue about it and frankly, meh no thank you."
Honestly, Ambien is just easier. Now that I really think about it.
Anna
Great escapes, great evasions, did not cry today WIN, HAPPY MIXING TO ALL.