I contacted my cousin today and found out that he may not be available that weekend because his FIL is in town for the holiday. I have to come up with a plan B after all. As to the obvious choices- I can't ask my Dad (he's 66) and my brother lives in Houston. I'll come up with something, but in the meantime I'm trying to catch my breath and not panic. I can handle this. Well, let me have a small meltdown for a few minutes first, then I'll handle it.
So, unwind. It's ok. We aren't robots.
I personally like (and have used many times) Puppy's technique if I need to let out the poison of sadness - shut the door to the bathroom, turn on the fan, grab a towel, bury my face in it and just let go.
