PeaceBang

No More Cows For the Year!!!

I finished all the IRRITATING detail-checking on my last paper of the year, thankya Jesus. I am SO ON EDGE RIGHT NOW from reading and re-reading TINY FOOTNOTE FONTS.

But the paper is done and it is IN.

This one wasn’t so much like birthing a cow out of my butt as it was like trying to eat an anvil with a fork and knife. Pass the ketchup!! And the Pepcid!

I started revving up a good ole anxiety attack at about 5:00 AM. The cat interrupted me, woke me up with her alarmed cries (she can tell when it’s coming because I think my temperature shoots up, or I emit some kind of nerve gas or something), and spent the next 25 minutes literally petting my back with her paw until I was fully awake and breathing deeply and calmly. She then glued herself to my side (Velcro Cat!) and stayed there until I awoke for real.
I was so upset and disappointed because the anxiety has gotten tremendously better of late. But okay, you just take it one day at a time. I’m grateful for the many days of relief I’ve had of late.

That animal. I swar’. Just an angel in a striped fur suit.