Tyler is leaving tomorrow for KC for one night. I think I'm freaking out and don't realize it.
I'm teaching my first yoga class on Wednesday night. Barf.
Work. Computers not working. Customers demanding discounts and then personally attacking me when I don't give them one. "Well, I need shoes now! I can't wait until your next sale!" Um, ok. I have a stockroom full of product. You may purchase it if you like. "Where's your manager?! Is HE around?" I'm the manager. "Well, you're very young." You're old.
It seems small, but day after day it breaks my spirit. People can be so harsh.
This morning I woke up and drank a liter of warm water with 2 tsp of salt in it. I nearly threw up. But it moved some things around later, so that was good.
Lord, calm my anxious mind. I'm a freak.