Stress, stress, stress!

I need chocolate, red meat, good ice cream, hard alcohol.

I need people to come over and help me clean house.

I need SOMEONE to keep Lucifer, the cute little cat, for me since I can't have him here.

I need to know that Kadin can crash somewhere safe on the coast when we visit.

I need to know that he's going to get here OK.

I do NOT need words of comfort. Words of comfort purely irritate, at this point.

I am in Full Stress Mode, and it is a very unpleasant thing.