There are certain people whom I am convinced know when I am not feeling well and time their attacks accordingly.
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My dad called today and although I can apply all sorts of a.a. dogma to his behavior, he managed to really piss me off and not want to speak with him for a long, long time. The details are too convoluted and personal to go into here, but now, on top of being pissed, I am pissed that I let him get me pissed. And that's a lotta pissed.
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Secondly, a friend called and made a few pointed comments about my decision to move, and the things leading up to that decision...things that were solely intended to plant doubt and worry into a head (mine) that is already quite capable of doing that on its own. I know she meant well, but her phrasing was nothing short of harsh. Couple that with my already weepy, feverish state and you have one miserable Lass.
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I am unplugging my phone and going back to bed.
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