10-4-4-4-4-14.
It’s important to get back to doing full workouts, which is partly why I did this, but mostly I did it because I was feeling a lot of anxiety about the fence.
That kind of anxiety has a slow burn like Indian food can have. By the time the fence builders left, I was like whoa it turns out I am anxious.
It mostly went well. At one point, I heard my neighbor talking with the builder loudly, and I thought she was angry about something. But I saw her outside later and said hi, and she seemed fine.
The fence is not going to have a finish on it, which I didn’t think about before. We can easily finish our side, but I don’t know how we can get the neighbors’ side. At a glance, though, it looks like cedar will last 25-30 years without finish, which is good enough for me.
I hope this anxiety about hiring people to do things recedes before we do our kitchen remodeling. Because if it’s like this for months, that will be not good.
My therapist has ghosted me (hopefully it was that and not some emergency), and I thought about just forgetting therapy. It was nice to talk to someone about my doom thoughts, but I had a hard time accepting some of the premises of her therapy. I think that prevented the growth in my mental powers that I was hoping for.
I should look for another one because I really do want to be able to operate vigorously even if I think things are bad, but much like figuring out what a high school is like, finding a therapist is a total shot in the dark.