thinking positive

Just went and put up notes in a couple of places around the building, inviting my neighbors to the housewarming. Partly to be polite, and partly cause I really would like to meet more of them (and get to know those I've just barely met).

I am feeling a little tired*, but OK otherwise, nothing a few more doses of caffiene won't take care of... and actually looking forward to the party, it's going to be fun, and I am reconciled to it being fairly low-key (and only having teeny twinges of anxiety that it will be a complete flop, just normal, you know?).

Chores for the day: clean the bathroom, vacuum the rugs, minor food prep, make myself pretty :)


* Despite my optimism yesterday that the worst would be over, I am in fact hemorrhaging today. Just picture me pale, wan, vampiric...