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Got to work on time (minor miracle in that I hardly slept between worrying that I'd miss the alarm and the cats trying to figure out where Daddy was). Ate lunch with Jane't, Matt, Kim, Jim and the Babe. Little one has discovered chip dunking as a tool to move salsa and cheese dip from the bowl mommy won't let us play in to our mouths (spitting out the chip when we accidentally bite it, of course, as chips are yucky). Stopped by the DVD Store to rent Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves only to find that someone had beaten me to it. Bought some food at the grocery store. Drove home.
I realized, as I drove home, that over the last two years I've pretty much let DH take over all the mundane day-to-day aspects of my life. Hell, I encouraged it. He cleaned the house, did the laundry, drove me where I needed to be, took care of the bills, had my clothes waiting for me when I got out of the shower in the morning, cooked, etc. And now, I suddenly have to force myself to remember how to do it all again.
I had a small anxiety attack at grocery store. Nothing major, just a spaz as I tried to decide which queue to stand in. The cashier in the nearly empty line had this aura about her that made me want to avoid any contact with her. It bothered me so much I actually turned around and spent several minutes in the pet aisle staring at chew toys until I stopped panicking.
DH says I have anxiety around people because I'm using to being in control at work. At work, I'm the Authority Behind the Counter. He says that I'm so scared of what people will think of me, I can't deal with them.
I also realized that I haven't _really_ driven a car in over two years. For just a moment when I let the speedometer creep up to ninety (in that split second before the car tries to shake the side mirrors off in protest) I remembered what it was when I first learned to drive. Long stretches of deserted road, windows down, radio so loud the speakers threatened to blow... That was fun.
It's nothing like that now.
And ...
On to Big Wizard.
Hooch seems to have the nesting urge. She got everyone to clean the house today. She also talked to Ron about working as the Flying Instructor/Quidditch Ref at Hogwarts while she's preggers.
Pansy has joined the house and is _still_ ticked at Draco. She is a woman scorned.
Snape, whether in league with Pansy on the whole "Let's screw over Draco" thing or because he really, truly cares, has revealed his love for Minerva ... to Minerva.
Who promptly told Draco.
Who had seen the entire kissy scene through a window and reacted in a predictable manner.
Draco laid his heart bare for Minerva, reminding her that if Snape truly cared for all this time... why didn't he do something sooner? A card? Flowers? Anything?
Quite the triangle. It's all very Days of Our Lives... without the Marlanna possessed by Satan storyline. So far.
All in all, I survived the day.
I realized, as I drove home, that over the last two years I've pretty much let DH take over all the mundane day-to-day aspects of my life. Hell, I encouraged it. He cleaned the house, did the laundry, drove me where I needed to be, took care of the bills, had my clothes waiting for me when I got out of the shower in the morning, cooked, etc. And now, I suddenly have to force myself to remember how to do it all again.
I had a small anxiety attack at grocery store. Nothing major, just a spaz as I tried to decide which queue to stand in. The cashier in the nearly empty line had this aura about her that made me want to avoid any contact with her. It bothered me so much I actually turned around and spent several minutes in the pet aisle staring at chew toys until I stopped panicking.
DH says I have anxiety around people because I'm using to being in control at work. At work, I'm the Authority Behind the Counter. He says that I'm so scared of what people will think of me, I can't deal with them.
I also realized that I haven't _really_ driven a car in over two years. For just a moment when I let the speedometer creep up to ninety (in that split second before the car tries to shake the side mirrors off in protest) I remembered what it was when I first learned to drive. Long stretches of deserted road, windows down, radio so loud the speakers threatened to blow... That was fun.
It's nothing like that now.
And ...
On to Big Wizard.
Hooch seems to have the nesting urge. She got everyone to clean the house today. She also talked to Ron about working as the Flying Instructor/Quidditch Ref at Hogwarts while she's preggers.
Pansy has joined the house and is _still_ ticked at Draco. She is a woman scorned.
Snape, whether in league with Pansy on the whole "Let's screw over Draco" thing or because he really, truly cares, has revealed his love for Minerva ... to Minerva.
Who promptly told Draco.
Who had seen the entire kissy scene through a window and reacted in a predictable manner.
Draco laid his heart bare for Minerva, reminding her that if Snape truly cared for all this time... why didn't he do something sooner? A card? Flowers? Anything?
Quite the triangle. It's all very Days of Our Lives... without the Marlanna possessed by Satan storyline. So far.
All in all, I survived the day.
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