Corey was on vacation this week, and was miserable most of the time. He was either drunk, too hot, couldn't sleep, or just didn't feel good, and he was NOT pleasant most of the time.

He kept putting off the laundry, but it absolutely had to be done yesterday, but he was sick, and was in no shape to go to the laundromat, so I had to go by myself
The woman who works at the laundromat, Maureen, noticed that Corey wasn't with me, and offered to carry the laundry bag in for me, and I accepted her help. I bit off more than I could chew, but with her help, I got it done.

Our neighbors were being total a/h's again yesterday, and I either got really anxious or agitated IDK WHICH because it didn't respond to Klonopin, which usually means it's agitation. I smoked a little pot, and was calmer. I have to control my anxiety one way or another because if I don't, it can spark episodes for me, and I already know that they drive me bats*** crazy. Now, their guests are harassing us, too.

I will be going to the leasing office today. I hope to speak to the manager, George, vs. the asst. manager, Janet, because however she's chosen to deal with the situation, she's been ineffective. I'm going to write down what I want to say (and memorize it), and will make sure that my anxiety is under control before I go.

I don't know how I'm doing this morning because I had to drive Corey to work at 5:30am in the dark, on unfamiliar roads, and before I took my pills, which made me anxious. I'm couldn't fall asleep when I got home, so I'm very tired.