Took Friday off. Had four generations of family (in-laws) in town over the July 4th weekend, which was phenomenal, though we were all physically exhausted when it was over, so much so that I called in and took the day off yesterday. I would have been worthless anyway. Unfortunately, this led to an hour-and-a-half long anxiety attack while I sat in traffic this morning. I’m shot.

I haven’t had anxiety like that in a while. I think it was mainly due to an overdose of family stimulation. I’m used to my family at home, but I’m not used to having the extended family around. It’s been ages since I’ve been exposed to that. I miss it, but it’s exhausting.

Yesterday evening, Nikki remarked that I hadn’t touched my computer hardly at all over the weekend, no video games, nothing. Fact is, I could barely move yesterday. A friend of ours that we ran into during the festivities, someone we haven’t seen in a while, greeted me by patting my stomach. This threw me into a downward spiral of self-loathing that culminated yesterday, or probably this morning. I’m starting to snap out of it. The coffee helped. This would have been the wrong time to quit that stuff. As it is, it took me five hours to dig out from the accumulated e-mails. E-mail can really suck. If it weren’t for the caffeine, I’d be here til next Thursday.