Mortlives
DIS Veteran
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- Nov 14, 2002
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Friday at work, I was so depressed, I couldn't see straight. I'm on the committee that runs parties and events at work. I ran the charity bake sale, and someone else volunteered to run the holiday potluck. If it hadn't been for my intervention, people would have shown up to the potluck, and there wouldn't have even been tables arranged for them to put food on.
I ended up feeling like, "Nobody cares. Why should I bother?" Total Eeyore mode. So, I went home, snivelled at my husband, and called Disney to make a PS at Boma. Yeah. When I'm depressed I make WDW reservations. DH was a little horrified to discover that I have the number memorized.
Anybody else call Disney when they're depressed?
Kungaloosh!
Morticia.
I ended up feeling like, "Nobody cares. Why should I bother?" Total Eeyore mode. So, I went home, snivelled at my husband, and called Disney to make a PS at Boma. Yeah. When I'm depressed I make WDW reservations. DH was a little horrified to discover that I have the number memorized.
Anybody else call Disney when they're depressed?
Kungaloosh!
Morticia.