Fall Season: Week 7

This day has conspired to turn me into an anxious little ball of stress, and I don't like it. Still haven't gotten those bank statements even though it's been over 14 business days, so I'm freaking out about the tax thing again. Please don't tell me I'm going to have to call the CRA and ask them to defer the deadline AGAIN?? Also my boots finally died on me and I had to come back from lunch (in the RAIN no less -- rain in late October!! what even!!) in a pair of old runners I found and I don't know when I'll be able to go out and buy new boots. I'm not used to walking around in shoes without heels and my calves are very sore. I've got tons of work to do and I'm just... not doing it, instead electing to just stare at election results as they trickle and try not to COMPLETELY lose my shit. I also ate a burrito, which was very good, but will leave me feeling guilty as hell once the rush has worn off since I managed not to order food ONCE last week (save Saturday, obvs) and I don't wanna backslide.

Ugh I want to go home and watch an episode of The Punisher. Ugh there's still so much to do. Ugh ugh ugh. It's only MONDAY.

I haven't tagged in almost a month and I just can't. Focus???

No movies this week. Only stress. Next week movies. Next week no stress???