Hope the cramps go away soon too, Artemisia. *hug*
Back in high school, during assemblies, people would look for me to see if the assembly was over yet. If the seat I'd snagged as close to the door as possible was empty, and the door was swinging, they knew they could leave now too. My anxiety at being in huge crowds is that bad. x.x (And lunch hours sucked. I could only relax if I was sitting at a table, surrounded by my friends. It took playing Magic to help me calm down some days, too.)
So today I brought in a couple of bins to empty, organize, and consolidate my belongings. One of the ruined items, that makes me quite sad:
An embroidery picture my mother made for me when I was about 7, a Stegosaurus eating an ice cream cone. Even the frame got ruined.
Ironically, the only item that seems to have survived from this bin:Transmetal 2 Megatron
from Beast Wars. All I need to do is wash some mud off, and it's in near perfect condition. Bit discouraging though, that of the 4 bins lacking lids (due to said lids either cracking from weather, or in the case of one, flying off somewhere), 3 of them are pretty much total losses. Stupid weather... =P
Stand tall and shake the heavens.
Beep beep, I'm a jeep.