So, we got approved on a house in the general area we wanted (yay), but then my roommate blew up over stuff she had been letting build up a while.

This moving thing is a disaster. Ridiculous levels of stress, exposing all sorts of problems that had been building up. I guess I'll have to get over being angry at how mean she was & talk to her about this stuff, or I'll have lost my best friend & have nowhere to live. Plus, my guy has been trying to help everyone get along, but he's upset over how all this stress has affected our sex life. Which, I'm trying, but ... crazy stress!!! All my anchors are missing ...

At least the dog still loves me. The cat seems pretty indifferent, but his food bowl's full, so that's only to be expected.

Time to stop feeling sorry for myself & go to work.