OMG tuba. Someone is playing Mexican music which is good work music, but all I hear is the tuba line. And scritchy radio from across the way.

I've got one foot on the brake and one on the gas and I am standing. Can't get down without flying out of control.

You know what? The ex can deal with my crap. I will pick out what I want and leave the house clean and he can deal with my abandoned belongings. If its clean and neat he can manage it. I'm not going to sell my bed out from under me or have strangers trolling through to look at my plant stands.

Im heading toward another night in ER and I can't stand it! **** this ****. I'm taking GABA and doing yoga and staying out of ER and ex can pick through my books and deal with the mess.

Ex left me alone on my birthday while he drove up the coast of California alone. He can consider this payback. I remember that I cleaned that weekend. So payback it is.

I'm angry because I need the energy. **** this.