Frustration and mental health. Actually two unrelated things.
Okay, my therapist pointed out, and my psychopharm reiterated, that, as much as I'm an introvert, I need regular social contact to stay sane. Even though I don't actually LIKE most regular social contact. I mean, I like people, and once I'm there, I usually have a good time, but actually making myself go to a social thing is NOT easy.
I'm pretty sure that some large fraction of the people reading this go through something similar.
So I've been assigned to find a regular weekly social event of some sort to go to, of which there are several among my friends. I just don't WANT to.
And now the frustration part.
So, my friend and upstairs neighbor Ben has had a dead car in our driveway for a lot of years now -- don't know HOW many years, but it's more than five. I finally got his permission to send it off to car donation. Took me two days to set up.
Tow truck was supposed to show up Friday. Didn't. Showed up Monday, with a huge truck that had no chance of getting down the driveway, despite the organization sending out the truck claiming that they were going to make sure to make a note to have a smaller, more maneuverable truck. So they were going to go send out a smaller truck. Truck shows up today; not a smaller truck; again, no note to the driver letting him know that this was what was going on.
And then I got a phone call from the organization saying that two tries is all I get; if it fails twice, no dice.
I am NOT pleased. I probably should have argued it, but I wasn't feeling up to it. So now I'm trying to figure out what I can do from here. The dead car is still in the driveway; the place that does car donation won't pick it up. NOW what do I do? I think there are places that will take the thing for parts, and maybe someone who gets to keep the stuff will be more willing to get the thing out than someone who donates the money.
Edited to Add: Just emailed Gary Lucey, who owns a garage around here and picks up junkers. We'll see if HE wants it.