Today I tried to stay busy. I went to a swap meet to try and sell some of my misbegotten items, but no luck-not a single thing sold! The borderline personality part of me (which is all of me) took it totally personally, and I came home feeling dejected. The only bright spots in the day were some cds I picked up at the swap meet, and new cd that came from Amazon (yes, I did not stick to my rule to stop ordering from Amazon-in fact I ordered something else tonight)! Then another materialistic bright spot was the purchase of the New Moon DVD-which like an almost 30 loser, I've been awaiting for months.
I also hoped the my prescription and my self-proclaimed savior-the Adderall-would come in today, but no such luck. Tomorrow I have a meeting for a retreat that is coming up next weekend and I'm so nervous. They're going to want to do a skit that involves hugging and holding hands and the first way my panic manifests is through sweaty hands. What do I do? Tell them I can't do the skit? I don't know what to do other than jack myself up on Ativan and wish for the best.