i've been home alone all week, and i havent left the house
thats kind of a lie. i took e to school on monday, and i have checked the letterbox... twice? i think? i also hung out one load of washing and fed the dogs; technically leaving the house, but not the balcony.
technically not alone, i guess. though as much as russell can talk back, he's not much for words.
panic attacks are not fun. they're a bit exciting and scary, but they're not fun. driving during one is downright stupid. (i'll try and keep this in mind next time).
e had a birthday. there was much adventure time
trying to be positive. look at all the stuff i *have* done this week. rather than the stuff i havent.