GA Bound

I got all the cleaning finished and my back is fine.  The house looks nice and spit-shined.  It wasn't messy, but dust had settled and everything seemed dull.  Floors were the worst and they are good to go for a bit now.  All ready to come back on Wednesday for a few days of fun with friends.

Discovered the 0.5 on my phone camera ...

In less "happy" news -- Spanish class.  She was MEAN to me, over and over.  Joe (who I'm now referring to as her Boy Toy) got a pass on everything.  I actually felt like I was getting punked.  I looked for an apology email yesterday -- it was that strange and that aggressive.  I wanted to cry during the class (that was hormones, but STILL!!!).  She was a little bit snarky on the one private lesson when she was sick -- I chalked it up to her being sick.  I don't know though.  At one point an exercise that was my turn said "I like my teacher."  She actually said, probably not today, huh?  WTH?!?!

I pushed back -- nicely, but I didn't take her assessment of me when she was flat out wrong.  I like that I stood up for myself and held my head up.  I'm paying her so she needs to teach, not snark -- and I'm playing that card.  

Needless to say, that set up a sad mood for the rest of the day.  I can't shake this low feeling -- hormones must be very out of wack.  I know there's actually nothing wrong.

Also, that neighbor ghosted me again.  She said she was sending food over yesterday -- asked my dietary restrictions.  Said she had lots of good treats to send my way.  I stayed dressed the entire evening, just in case.  Nope.

I feel like a lot is hitting hard and it's all NOTHING.  Really nothing.  Not little things that add up.  Actual nothing things that I'm making into a huge depressing novel.  Next week (after the trip with friends), I need to clean up ALL things very seriously and see if I can find relief.  I have a new appreciation for people who have chronic depression.  It's all consuming sadness that doesn't make sense, but it feels very real.

I feel good this morning though.  Lots of dreams that cleaned up the sad -- I was dream-crying all night.

A few things to do this morning and heading back to Georgia.  Hope you are off to a good start to the week.  Later gators.