Well now. Monday night I ended up throwing up all night - about 95% sure it was stress with a wee bit of 5% thinking it was a 24 hour flu. I spent the whole day (it was Thanksgiving here in Canada-land) in my bedroom trying to just relax and spend some me-time in my flat. Clearly that backfired! Especially when I thought about going back to my students, whom I hadn't seen since Wednesday as I was out for a course for two days.

So I stayed "home" from work on Tuesday - but went to my friend's flat and stayed there for the day. The night of throwing up with someone else in my flat was way, way, way, too stressful.

This morning, however... I wake up at 6am... and he is STILL AWAKE. So the only time of day that I get to myself... he's awake!

I am, however, flat-sitting from tonight until Sunday. My friend didn't need me to, but she knows I needed out so I'm getting out.

He has his ticket booked - for next Wednesday. so a week to go. But it is soooo hard.

And I really CAN'T say anything to him - it wouldn't do anything except make him feel bad.

But as soon as I woke up this morning... man oh man. I almost freaked out, but then got back into my bedroom and completely froze for like half an hour.