Y’all. I discovered this weekend that I have ZERO social skills left. I was rude, crude and socially unacceptable when dear Nancy arrive. I’m a sloth. I treated her kind of like Ramona treats “the help.” And yet she did some Herculean tasks without complaint. I forgot my manners. There was no please and thank you. I was irritated and agitated and she just kept helping. I am so appreciative of all of you, but I don’t think many of you would go into the room that I have been afraid of for two weeks and dispose of a dead rat. That actually happened. We went in to the room together and I screamed like a banshee. She handled the problem. I hid.
I was kind of a cunt, very uncomfortable with someone in my hiding place. She was very kind to Banjo and me no matter how cunty I got. And I really appreciate all of her help. We made a lot of progress. And by we I mean Nancy made a lot of progress.
On the bright side it was so nice to see a friend in real and I made her hug me a ridiculous amount of times when she left. I haven’t been hugged in a few years. I didn’t know how much I needed it. And she likes Jeopardy! But the questions were like so bizarre we were both like, WTF with these clues. And I was what, Nancy? LOL inside joke. I blathered on for hours with her.
Meanwhile there is a huge Sex and The City marathon on E! And I need a nap after such an emotional experience. Because, me having emotions is uncomfortable.
Also, out friend JustJenn is going through some shit AGAIN. None of it her fault and could use prayers from those praying types. And I hope she is going to get through it all. I’m probably going to take a nap, I am emotionally spent too.