The Couch 115: Corduroy Pillows Are Making Headlines!

TMI, plus extra letters.

On a brighter note: my sup gave me a bravo award worth 1250 points for my stellar performance this month. Woo! I have enough points banked to trade in for $75 of gift cards to On The Border (a mexican restaurant here) yum!

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Sorry to be such a downer.

MKAC Can I just say I used to sometimes do something similar when I was nursing.

I am really glad you're talking about it -- I wish I had as well.

I ended up in therapy when I started making weird lists (things I need to do before...) in earnest while being super functional in the rest of my life (holding down a couple of jobs, hanging out with friends and all the markers of a 'normal' life).

It's one of the only things for which I am actually extraordinarily impressed / grateful to my T for (and don't attempt to nitpick her responses as I usually do for other stuff she does) -- she listened and had little or nothing to say in response and that was it. I'd occasionally repeat it but she was rock steady with the same (non)response.

Looking back, I think I was seriously skittish -- had she had any other reaction, I probably would've quit right about then.

It felt like it took forever but chronologically it ended up being about 6 months before the intensity of that feeling reduced.

It is to fund the cruise we took last year!

I couldn't even afford a lifeboat!

I wallow by the window as I winnow my wheelbarrow collection.

He needs to take this seriously because it undermines your trust.

I have mice in the garage now.

You need another cat. One who takes its responsibilities seriously.

Hope you feel better soon! H and I got hit hard with colds on Friday...and apparently T did as well, because she sounded rough today. Between that and high pollen counts (and other stuff going on), I'm pretty miserable...

You need another avatar, kinda for the same reason. This one is like Leave it to Beaver - he's just too cute!!

I feel like I have the plaque too.. Something for sure going around!

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my daughter.. I am not sure I was ever that flexible! Oh to be young again.


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So exhausted. If I go to bed now I'll be up at 0200. Trying to stay awake.

I am the opposite.. I exhausted and want to go to sleep, but can't fall asleep.

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Random couch question: why the hell is it socially acceptable to insult someone with the qualifier 'no offense' tacked on?

No offense, but your house is really strange. The truth, this person thinks my house is strange. The qualifier, I'm not supposed to be hurt or offended by this statement.

Statements meant to offend, preceded by other people telling me how to feel, are somehow even more offensive. Even though the qualifier is thrown out there as a way for people to tell you 'I don't mean to insult you' that doesn't make the statement any less insulting, and somehow makes me look like the bad guy when I get insulted by the insult as if I failed to follow instructions!

Sorry. That's been bound up for a while. Discussion?

If i think of saying something and feel it shoukd start or end with "no offense" I refrain from speaking it.

Is it just me, or did anybody else have to really look at that picture for a few to figure out you weren't looking at hair, but a skirt?

Seriously though I don't think I was even that flexible in the womb....

I usually just say "how on earth (or if really ticked "how the hell")is that not offensive? you just criticized my home..." unless it is friends I am playing with - then we just tend to throw it into every statement for awhile until we get distracted by something else.

I thought it was hair at first too.

Thankfully I knew it was a skirt. That much hair would probably have given me a fright.

So t has this certain picture hanging in her office. It's right next to the door, which is directly opposite where I sit on the couch, so it's right in my line of sight. (t sits off to the left of me a little, as in not blocking it.) It gets to me, and I don't know why. I have mentioned it several times. Saturday I finally asked if I could take a picture of it on my phone, and she said "sure" so I did. I intend to write a poem about it - because it stirs so much in me and sometimes I get fixated on it and don't look at her when I'm talking and I forget what I'm in the middle of saying. I think if writing the poem about it doesn't help break my fixation with it, I'm going to go in there next time with a cloth to drape over it so I can't see the thing. It's an image of a woman with long, curly dark hair and it looks like she's wearing a plain white mask. that's it. but it's just so, well for lack of better words, hauntingly beautiful to me I want to just sit there and stare at the stupid thing the whole time. I'd share it here but I'm afraid it might freak people out.

I am curious as to why your r decided to put that picture in her office! I want to see it.

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