God, I hate it when I am forced to change my evening plans, which means blogging until I can barely keep my eyes open and sleep takes over.
I don’t like sudden changes of plans or disruptions of my Aspie routines that force me to switch gears or have to engage with others when I don’t want to. If I were a car, I’d have a faulty transmission.
I wasn’t able to get home until well after midnight and I had no energy to write anything except this.
I resent the feeling that tonight was wasted, and I feel guilty about feeling that way. Obviously I’m just framing things all wrong.
Why can’t I just be left alone with my words and my music?
Lucky Otters Haven 
It’s funny that, though I was diagnosed an Aspie, my routines change all the time. …Must be part of why I’m falling apart.
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Or why you’re coming together. 🙂
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No, I’m falling apart. I wake up in pain today.
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I’m so sorry 😦
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Ugh. I remember having a boss who told me I was too rigid because I didn’t like sudden changes in my schedule. It sucked because the job was so right for me in so many ways, except that. And changes in schedule was common in that line of work.
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