update: the mail bundle was misplaced/delivered and has been returned to me. ever wonder how you'd ever possibly be happy to see $2k worth of bills? well now ya know

I am literally physically unable to call the electrician/handyman that Amy recommended, or the one who put the dishwasher in cz this whole thing started right around then, etc. I simply do not want anyone in here I don't know. I'm pissed at myself and so pissed off that I have to feel this way altogether. I finally emailed Dave - that's fraught but at least I know for shizzle that he's safe :(

rest of the day: taking the kids out to eat, probably steelheads, maybe back to the pool in youngstown, maybe to buy Cal a new bike at wallyworld. we're also going to the library. we might see Super8 tonight in nf at the regal12. no piano lesson today - guess what? Tony is being stalked too, his whole own rockstar trouble, dealing w the police etc. I wouldn't wish it on anybody so I feel guilty that it's oddly comforting that at this moment he knows exactly how I feel :(