Typical Debi Fashion

In typical Debi fashion lately I seem to be paying more attention to other people's lives than mine. Maybe this is a defense mechanism for me. It is a little too painful right now to deal with some of my reality. The loneliness (not being alone, being lonely), how badly I'm feeling physically (although with all the sleep I got last week I am feeling better), feeling so grumpy - which I think is a direct product of not having anyone to verbally talk to, being surrounded by boxes and not having the things I need to unpack them completely due to the idiocy of the guys that loaded Lily Pod, living without things like silverware, a dining room table, MY BREADMAKER! (WHO KNEW?)... All these things are making me want to run from my reality, so I look for things to run to. Fortunately, or not, I have an entire other world on Facebook, so I hang out there. That enables me (the operative term being "enables") to ignore my current plight and help others with their problems and delight in their joys. I'm not saying my feelings aren't genuine when sharing them with my friends on Facebook; they most certainly are. I think, though, that I should probably be addressing my problem of going to Greensboro and collecting the rest of my belongings, and attending my Meetups more frequently to get me out of the house rather than escaping onto Facebook to get away from my reality. Escape from reality too often is a bad thing - for me, at least.