I swear, meltdowns that are triggered by the stupidest nonsense can go right to hell.

I'm sure this one is really due to me going to a conference late last week and pushing myself way too hard to be social and do things without nearly enough rest before the start of this week, and not actually due to LARP nonsense.

Hannah has been taking care of me most of the evening so far - after I came back inside (I was hunkered down on the back patio for a bit, apparently meltdown brain decided outdoors was better than inside at that moment), she gave me so many headbutts and cheek rubs, and is now laying on my lap while I'm parked on the couch in the TV room.



She's so good. And she is helping.