I really should take a shower. My hair is sticking up like fried bread. I went to the store like that yesterday because I just don't care. Of course, it's worse today.
I really should drag my ass to work. At least for a few hours. I don't want to be around anyone though. Maybe I'll go in the afternoon when most people are gone. Actually, that's a pretty good idea because it will also get me away from the people in my household.
Sigh. That sounds so grudging and hostile. T is being great, of course, very solicitous, very caring. But she is emotionally needy as well. And is frustrated because she wants to hear all the details and I just don't want to review them. I mean, I told her plenty about the end already but she just wants more than I feel capable of giving. She keeps suggesting that I should 'talk about it'... like a '70's after-school special or something. It's just not my way.
So, if I'm going to try the office today, I'd better not drink quite so much... that'll be my goal.