Then Trey and I went shopping, came home and then went to see Harry Potter. I enjoyed it. I thought that they did a nice job considering the length of the book. I was satisfied with the cuts and changes.
On October 12 I ordered two books from Amazon. They both dealt with losing a child. Well, as of today they still hadn't shipped (damn me for being cheap with the super-saver shipping) so I canceled them and went to Barnes and Noble. The whole reason that I ordered the books online was because I KNEW I couldn't handle going in there and buying them. I was right. I didn't actually have a panick attack, but I was as close as I have ever come. I couldn't find the damn books and I could NOT bring myself to ask where they were. Trey went up there and discovered that they don't carry them in stock. Super. The woman asked if I had already come in because there was a woman there the week before ordering the same two books. Odd. So we go to check out (they are shipping them to my house) and I start to panic. I felt like the walls were closing in on me, I was breathing so fast and I had to get the hell out of there. I told Trey that I would meet him in the truck and I bolted. As soon as I sit down my sister calls. I answered and the first thing she says after hello is, "What's wrong?" Thank goodness for sisters. We talked and I calmed down, but my arthritis is now acting up in my wrists. I have always called them my "stress indicators." My wrists always start to hurt when I have too much stress. I'm sure this typing is helping a lot.
I fell better, but I need a nap now. I need to make cheesecake. I bet Trey would do it for me....
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