

Recently I've been stressing about multiple things. E.g. moving my stuff, and Erick's stuff into the new place, moving stuff into storage, moving stuff to Thornhill (perhaps), searching for a couch, debating what the best upholstery fabric would be for a Karlstad couch, searching for a @$#% job (GAH), checking my email every 2 seconds to see if I've heard back about a job, waiting for that commission lady to get back to me, waiting for our landlord to get back to us about whether we can have an extra week to move, stressing about the fact that I don't think I really have time to do that table anymore, stressing about the fact that maybe I'll actually have all the time in the world to make it since I have no job yet. Oh, and stressing because Erick's rear bumper was cracked and dented when I looked at it this morning after driving back from Hamilton to Oakville. AH! I know I didn't do it though, I'm definitely would have felt that. I think someone backed into it while it was parked on the street overnight. Ungh.
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