im.
effing.
tired.
tired of packing.
tired of cleaning.
tired of doing laundry.
i need a fairy godmother to wave a magic wand.
i havent eaten in 2 days.
this would normally alarm me...
but...
im not effin hungry.
nothing sounds remotely appealing.
so...whatever.
in certain ways im much much calmer now that...im in the 'know'
its still slightly mind boggling.
yet as long as i dont 'doubt' it'll all work out fine.
oh.
chickadee?
i found the dress
*nod*
*heads back to puttering*
