Whoops! I just got a phone call. It was my therapist. She said "Hi! This is Robin."

Me: "Hi, Robin! How are you?"

Robin: "I'm fine. I was wondering if you were OK."

Me: "I'm doing great!"

Robin: "You were supposed to be at my office 15 minutes ago."

Me: "OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I have an appointment with her every Tuesday. This is the first time I've missed it. I told her that I was so immersed in something that I totally didn't think of anything else. Hyper-focus. I was wound up a bit, but I told her I am not hypomanic. I guess. This has been an issue for me throughout my life with things. I told her I would be extra careful from now on.

I should have already started studying my French for this Friday. It seems almost impossible for me to do it. I should just be honest with myself and quit, but I would be losing money. My husband is pressuring me to continue to the end. The teacher was pressuring me. Obviously, only I'm not pressuring me. I know from experience that when I'm 100% on board with something I do put 110% into it.