Tomorrow I'm getting up when Ryan does to sit on phones AGAIN and to walk over to the AFS office if I can't get a ride. I have to go see them in person, apparently - I base this on the fact that trying to call them led to a ridiculous amount of hold time which only deposited me in voicemail for the wrong people. *twitch*

I'm having not-so-much-fun struggling with them at the moment, mostly because by this point I am really, REALLY tired. My expectations are below-reasonable and they still fall so short... gods. It gives me more headache just thinking about it. At least I have medication; now, to call my mother tomorrow since she didn't call back today to discuss it.

Cal and Becca apparently both called while I was out cold - after my first round of unproductive calling I was feeling pretty tired and laid down, figuring I'd get another hour-or-so nap as I've been doing pretty much every day for how many weeks now?

Instead, I woke up at around 9:30 when Ryan came in the door.

Grr says it's about food-ish so I'm going to wander out there. Likely Ryan will have the computer when I get back... I'm just going to bed.

At least asleep, I'm not frustrated or stressing.