Wednesday, Matthew & I had a heated discussion while Shanta was here. We definitely have our own views of the way things are around here. Matthew told Shanta that he gets really pissed because I have such a good memory. We have to put the family therapy on hiatus until after Matthew gets back from his dad's.
Thursday went okay. I sewed one of my "project" shirts. The hem puckered. I can't sew. Nobody ever taught me how and now I definitely can't sew. I've decided to try and teach myself and borrowed one of Mom's machines. If I wait for her to get around to sewing things for me the seasons will change and I will turn gray. There is a jumper that I asked her to fix for me over 3 years ago. She still has it, somewhere, incomplete. Lord knows, I can't afford to pay a seamstress right now so I'll just have to learn how to sew on my own. It can't be that hard. I taught myself to cook and everyone loves my cooking. Chatted with my sis, Mom a bit and then picked up around the house. I worked on my cross-stitch while I did some baking. I watched Xeth for a bit last night. I really miss that I don't get to see him as often as I used to before the panic attacks. He's growing so much and I'm missing it! I didn't get to bed until after 11pm because Kara and Kim came over to chat. I have a few dresses that I want to sell on e-bay but I need someone to model them for me. Kim said she wouldn't mind. Now all I have to do is borrow my sister's digital camera.
This morning, I'm tired but I just got up. I slept a long time. I needed it. I feel better but also feel like I could use some more sleep. I don't have anything to do today except washing the dishes up and getting Matthew from school at 1:30pm. I'm hoping I'll do well.
I still haven't received a final decision from UNUM regarding my disability claim. I'm really starting to get nervous about it. I wish they would just tell me so that I would know if I should put my house on the market and start scoping out apartments. I'm going to try to keep my truck. Maybe I should sell the truck and keep the house. I don't know. I'd rather keep both and go back to work but I just can't do that yet. Hopefully, I will progress faster this summer with Matthew gone & Scotty in Cali. Time will tell.
I was sitting on the couch yesterday thinking about this whole panic attack problem. I was remembering what my life was like before they started. I wondered if I had done a few things differently during their onset if it would have changed the outcome. I thought about what my life would be like right now. I miss the old me. I don't like this new me. I don't like being afraid of anything, especially driving. I keep wondering if the old me is inside somewhere waiting for me to pull my head out of my ass so she could surface again......
Listening To: Silence
Thinking About: My disability claim
Goal for Today: Relaxation