Ok...so the conference call is over, lunch is over...I told my sandbox friends I was heading to my house to clean it. But, here I sit. I cannot continue procrastinating about this. I know, in my head, it's safe there. I know it's daylight. I know I can lock myself in the house. I know I will have my cell phone. I know my cats are braver than me...they are still there...And I need to be, too. Well, I am off to KMart...first...I decided I need rubber gloves. Then, to the house I go.
I have to. I will do this. I can do this. I am a strong, confident woman who has lived on her own for 35 years. I am letting some asswipe control me, with fear? Some pathetic asshole...brings me to this? I need to remind myself that I AM a survivor. I have survived many tramatic things in my childhood...and I will SURVIVE this!
To KMart I go.
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You can do this. *HUGS*
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