Help!

[themeletor]

Alright, here's the deal.

I've been toughing it out for a week.

...I'm done toughing.
Where am I going tomorrow? It can't, won't be here. I'll do yardwork; I'll do housework. But I'll not stay here. In short, I need somewhere to spend Saturday, where I can forget I'm actually living in this red-brick ranch of screaming and chaos. Just for a day. Then I'll come back and be able to deal with another week, after which mum will leave, and we'll take it from there.

But, this weekend? I really, really need out. Seriously, I can bring my own trimming, digging, and/or cleaning tools. I'll dig ditches, I'll haul rocks, I'll start to quote Fiddler on the Roof. Just, please, get me out of here.


Comments would be fabulous; I'll check later this afternoon. Or phone would work, if you really want to catch me; you know my number. Just call it. Any time.

Comments

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

I wish I could do something to make this easier for you! Just wanted to let you know that my home is always open if you can find your way to Virginia...Stay sane, be well!

*hugs*

[elessil.livejournal.com]

*hugs* To stay in Austria probably isn't too much of an offer.

[jackfan2.livejournal.com]

Well, my gardens, front and back, are in desperate need of weeding, mulching and trimming- all that lovely work you are searching for. I even have rocks that need hauling to a neighbor's house and I normally LOVE doing this work, I'm just incapacitated at the moment since my surgery.

Heck, if you did it, I'd even sit outside and chat, offer you oatmeal/raisin cookies and lemonade (homemade, of course) just to be around someone who loves gardening as much as myself.

So we have a perfect fit here. Your labor, my need. The only thing that doesn't work is that I'm in Texas. Bummer.

Well, I do hope your stress diminishes to a capacity that you can handle. Mine has only increased due to loss of my job today. Bummer.

::sending you good vibes, all I can spare::

[ima-pseudonym.livejournal.com]

I'd invite you here, but trust me when I say.. Oklahoma is 'not' the answer.

*offers virtual gingerbread, and sincere sympathy*

[-everypieceofme.livejournal.com]

Curses to the distance! *sends much love instead*

[daughtermestizo.livejournal.com]

Come to Canada! You can spend Saturday at my place! We can watch Coupling!

D-M

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

*huggles*

I'm really, really sorry that I don't live closer... even close enough that I could say "fuck it, it's only a, 'x' hour train trip," and come down & make you give me a tour of wherever it is that you live (town, county, whatever...) but... FUCK! I'm in fucking Oxfordshire, and I feel like shit because I can't help.

And this insane rambling is not gonna help you, I know.

I'm sorry. I wish I could do more.

I'm gonna put Al Stewart and Oasis on repeat tomorrow until I finish the next bit of my architecture-verse, and I can post it up ... not that that will really help...

I'm sorry. I'll shut up now.

*hugs some more*

[justwatchmetry.livejournal.com]

I am not good at the whole advice-giving thing, but, if it is nice out, take your laptop, lunch, a pen or pencil, good music, and plenty of paper and go to a park. Then, just go and write and read and...spend the day at your leisure in the peace and tranquility of nature.

[justwatchmetry.livejournal.com]

And my mom and I have gardens/landscaping that could use another gardner's love. And my dear mumsie will show off her irises, etc.
...
And then she might ask for help with woodchipping and the like.

[trolleypup.livejournal.com]

I'll second that. Get out, get away. Doesn't really matter where.

I'd say come along on my trip to Yosemite, but for the whole distance thing. :(

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

That's sounding... very tempting. Are you serious? Because if you are I might call tomorrow morning to take you up on it.

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

I realised when I woke up this morning that I had actually been up late enough to phone you, and cursed myself for not.

Then I realised what a terribly bad idea it would be to phone you whilst... well, the better part of 'pissed as a fart' would probably sum it up... So thank goodness for my brain's incapacity in terms of working out time differences, eh?

*hugs 'n' rum* Hope you've managed to get away somewhere.

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

You do know that you can actually call me whenever, so long as I'm awake, yes? There's that big-ish ocean thing that makes most cellphone plans moot and void.

and no, I haven't managed... still working on it

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

this is late, but I just wanted to say, "Architecture-verse! YAY!"

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

yay indeed, I need to get back to it again today :-)

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

YAY!