So the past week or so I’ve felt myself steadily becoming more anxious. I know my work offers some kind of support line for that and I should really call in probably, but it’s not something that I’m totally unaware of, I was after all diagnosed ages ago for co morbid depression and anxiety.

This weekend my parents are flying out to Indiana to see my sister for the first time since she ran off without saying anything. I really hope she’s doing alright, I’m a little worried about her considering she called my mom telling her she had cancer.

I still don’t know the details of that for sure either, only the pieces I’ve managed to gather from “over hearing” her conversations with Mayra.

I desperately need a good shave and a good nap because my face is so fuzzy it hurts and I haven’t slept a whole night in weeks and the combination of the two sounds great.

At work, we have formed what we like to call “Project Argentina” other wise known as the dotregistrar team, which consists of mainly 3 people and a couple of assistants, those three people are Brittnee, Genaro, and Myself.

This week, Brittnee was supposed to take a vacation. I was alright with this, I still had Genaro and help at my side to take care of the email que. Genaro however became deathly ill while in Seattle, and did not seem to make it back down all week. I’m a little worried about him, and hope he comes back soon.

The whole week passed by however and it was mostly me to fend against the customers for dotregistrar. Not that they are bad customers, but when someone has to waste 24+ hours for a response from a support team, they start to get a little anxious.

I’m definitely going to enjoy this weekend, and yet another new toy that I found myself purchasing that maybe I shouldn’t have. I guess I’ll spend more time on regret later and enjoy it for now~