Rough day, better ending
Jul. 10th, 2011 01:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sabrinamariThis day is full of challenges, but we are bravely sticking them out. Hopefully, tomorrow will be calmer. Would totally love to be in a quiet, peaceful place with few new people.
I had forgotten how excruciatingly shy I am. Liked dancing by myself, though.
I think the chaos factor is high here. Still, Chaya is holding up pretty well, and so am I.
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Unbelievably, it got worse. Huge, noisy party in the house, with the loudest music ever. Ever.
Really awful after this difficult day.
Fortunately, Chaya has tools. She called Wheeler, the only other person I know around here, and asked of we could sleep at his house. I had serious doubts about this. It was after 1:00 in the morning on a Saturday night---he could have been really annoyed. But thank gods, he had mercy and told us we were welcome, so we grabbed a bag, two pillows and two blankets---thank god I brought mine---an walked to his place.
I have never before experienced a retreat weekend that culminated in fleeing a house at 1:00 on the morning. This was pretty new.
We must have looked as awful as we felt---we passed a bar with some poor drunk guy outside, and as we walked by clutching our bedding, he yelled, "Don't worry, ladies, you're safe. I'm stepping back.". And he literally backed away from the sidewalk.
All I can say is thank god for Wheeler. It's quiet, it's clean and it's safe. He pulled out soft warm blankies and waved away my offer to take him to breakfast with a smile. He says he's a good cook and he'd be happy to make us breakfast himself.
Maybe now I can get some rest and respite.
I had forgotten how excruciatingly shy I am. Liked dancing by myself, though.
I think the chaos factor is high here. Still, Chaya is holding up pretty well, and so am I.
****
Unbelievably, it got worse. Huge, noisy party in the house, with the loudest music ever. Ever.
Really awful after this difficult day.
Fortunately, Chaya has tools. She called Wheeler, the only other person I know around here, and asked of we could sleep at his house. I had serious doubts about this. It was after 1:00 in the morning on a Saturday night---he could have been really annoyed. But thank gods, he had mercy and told us we were welcome, so we grabbed a bag, two pillows and two blankets---thank god I brought mine---an walked to his place.
I have never before experienced a retreat weekend that culminated in fleeing a house at 1:00 on the morning. This was pretty new.
We must have looked as awful as we felt---we passed a bar with some poor drunk guy outside, and as we walked by clutching our bedding, he yelled, "Don't worry, ladies, you're safe. I'm stepping back.". And he literally backed away from the sidewalk.
All I can say is thank god for Wheeler. It's quiet, it's clean and it's safe. He pulled out soft warm blankies and waved away my offer to take him to breakfast with a smile. He says he's a good cook and he'd be happy to make us breakfast himself.
Maybe now I can get some rest and respite.
