I’ve needed to make a phone call to Cec since Tuesday night. I’ve struggled with the idea of doing so as well as what to say, and since we were requesting a phone call back this time, I’ve been trying to determine exactly what the need was. The result was that it’s been going on and on in my head ever since Tuesday and today was the last day to make that phone call before she was out of the office for a week. So we woke up and went online for a little bit, but the nagging need to make that phone call was there. I got up and went to the couch but we ended up curling up while I/we sorted through and prepared for this phone call–basically to get the gumption up to make it and to sound somewhat intelligible. But it clearly was something that was going to take awhile longer than a few minutes and so I went to bed to lay down and try to sort through stuff and prepare to make the phone call. The end result of that is that I was in bed all day, sometimes awake thinking and preparing for it, other times asleep. Argggh is all I can say at the moment about it. It sounds so incredibly stupid when writing it. I don’t even feel like I’ve really expressed why it was so hard and what was so involved in it.