I saw that Laura's been keeping up with the poetry challenge. I wish I had kept up and should. I actually started a couple country songs this weekend - really... and so am working on those. Not sure if there's any way to actually propose them to a country singer, but I'd like to try.
Ya know, it kinda sucks that the song I connected with this morning when it was on the radio was Papa Roach's Last Resort. With all the stress I'm having a hard time keeping my head above water. It scares M when I even inkle it, so I don't. Which is not good.
I have to pull upon 6+ years of therapy and bring myself back around but I can't always do it immediately. I'm much better than I was this morning, but it's taken me a couple hours. M comes home today and am trying to get better.
What set it off was talking insurance this morning with a professional and finding out that my premium will be double what I'm paying now once my COBRA ends. Not even sure what the level of coverage will be. Sucks to need insurance. And I'm not poor, but I don't want to burn through my money and I'm scared. Sigh. It comes down to that, but I go through a sobbing fit and a couple hours of turtle time to be able to articulate it in writing, never mind words. And I move on and try to find an answer - but that processing time for me is slow. Sigh.
OK, going to wash that crap right out of my hair and move forward with other things. Be an accomplished person today.