Slow but I get there

I am the slowest person on earth sometimes. I've had multiple times now when I've taken a step back, looked at my emotional state, and went all "The hell? Why am I like this when I am totally not PMSing? Why on earth am I so stressed out and easily upset and... oh, yeah, dur."

head -> desk.

I'm slow, but I get there.

So yeah, emotional fallout from last week is still with me it seems. On the plus side I went into work today and, other than a comment from the boss that from now on I should call him at home if I'm calling in sick, there doesn't seem to be any problem with me having been out on Friday. My guilt issues over that are now done with. (Until the next time I call in sick, of course ;) )

Trip to CA at the end of the week is still on. So far it looks like Dad is coming with, so fingers crossed there. Packing anxiety hasn't hit yet, but I'm waiting for it to start. With all the projects that I'm working on right now, surely one will leap to the forefront as the major thing that needs to be finished before I go to CA, even though there's no real reason for that to be. Or possibly I'll go with my usual desire to regrout my bathroom.

As for tonight - I'm dehydrated from all the salt and caffiene I consumed while watching the Super Bowl and I want nothing more than to take a nice hot shower, drink gallons of water, and indulge myself with fic snippets that I want to write.

Not necessarily in that order.

Trust Me fic snippets

Okay, so sometimes comfort fic involves indulging yourself. For anyone who might be interested, I present to you the following fic snippets which, if I ever get around to writing more of Trust Me, might make an appearance. If not, well here they are anyway.

No particular rhyme or reason to them, other than they take place months apart from one another and, as you'll see, follow a bit of a theme.
( Angel gets ready )

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( Connor gets ready )