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We made only enough progress on the house to sleep in our own bed.

The window guards were horrifically expensive.

Things with my dad are pretty much entirely fucked up right now.

I am experiencing a really bad intersection of anxiety and my heart/neuro stuff that makes it very hard to do anything, although I'm apparently covering well, and it is getting better, but it's HORRIBLE. I just keep telling myself this is normal, this is a first encounter with this sort of thing, it's terrible for anyone, no one is innately equipped to deal with this shit.

Packing for the weekend I found the shirt I use for my Jack cosplay (and, you know, my life). I hadn't been able to find it for weeks and weeks and it was making me crazy, because I smile whenever I see it hanging in the closet. It gave me a little rush of happiness.

I think we were robbed by geeks. Aside from the expensive stuff and Shark Attack 3: Megalodon they took Severus's wand. Buh what?

Found pictures of me at 23, and pictures of Little when she was little in the things upended.

All my pageant crowns were crushed.

This morning, Patty called me into the office. "Honey, why is there a woodpecker pecking our window?"