Sunday: Saw "the Santaland Diaries" by David Sedaris, and "A Christmas Memory" by Truman Capote. Much much goodness. Both one-act, one-man shows, both done by the same actor. Really impressive. It helped that I got my ticket for free since I have a friend who works with that theater. Yay. :) Then to Mom's office Christmas party. Ugh. Some of those folks are pretty nice, but by and large, ugh. Anxieties started rearing their ugly heads again, despite 12.5 mg of Zoloft, but I made it home before things got bad.
There is much sleep in my future. Life, she is not too bad.