I was like, "I don't think so. I'm perfectly chill."
My mom just rolled her eyes.
Andrew assured her he could handle it me.
First of all, my mom was right (of course) and second, Andrew's been great.
He quickly learned how to notice when I'm feeling overwhelmed and either helps me work through things or simply tucks me in for a nap (I get very tired when I'm stressed out).
It could be said that I'm stressed out now.
I have so many final projects due and life is going about a million miles an hour and my brain is...well...
Let's just say that I was talking to my mom this evening and she was mentioning a few projects she was planning to get her basement ready for Rachel to move in. There's no air conditioning down there, so she's trying to get that installed, and then put in some new windows that are a little more weather-proof, and fix the closet in the room Rachel will be in...and...
My mom was explaining all of this and said, "I think that would be a good project to do the first week in May because Josie will be gone as well, so there will be no one in the basement, and..."
"Oh!" I said with genuine interest. "Where's Josie going the first week in May?"
My mom looked at me.
I looked at her.
She looked at me.
"Josie is going to...Austria..." my mom said slowly, almost patronizingly.
"Austri...oh!" I said, everything coming clear. "I am going to Austria with Josie the first week of May!"
"Yes," my mom said. "You are!"
"I haven't even thought into May yet!" I moaned. "And it can't be the first week of May, can it? I have finals until May 4!"
"Josie flies out May 3. You fly out May 5..."
Who in the world planned this trip?
Couldn't have been me.
(It was definitely me.)
So, anyway, that's just a little snapshot of how well my stressed-out brain is functioning.
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