Deep Breaths

Sorry I can't post much tonight. I have to go take deep breaths and try to relax.

I can't write about the fact that Roland Burris, our newest Senator from Illinois, may be kicked out because he lied about his involvement with King Blago the Idiot before his appointment. In Burris' defense, I think he's senile. I think he honestly forgot his conversations and that why his story keeps changing. Maybe there was a good reason he had retired from politics.

I can't write about Girl Scouts. I'm a bit pissed at a few people. The cookies will be in Saturday. I intend to eat an entire box before I even drive home from picking them up.

I can't write about work. Still haven't heard about the big project. Guess we aren't getting it. But I'd like to know so I can go on with my life and not keep everything open just in case I'm swamped. I'm also a bit miffed at the manager who can't answer a question I've asked her 3 times now, but can ask me if I've gotten an answer from a government agency yet - after they'd only been open 3 hours since the holiday weekend.

I can't write about Mr. I's work. Still don't know what's going on there.

I can't write about school. Violet had one of those 9 year old days when she was more interested in playing with Barbies than doing school. But she did do her work when prompted. I'm least irritated with her than almost anyone else on the planet right now.

I did IM with an old friend for a few minutes this morning. He recently got married and they bought a new house. I'm very happy for them. But his dad has had major medical problems and I'm so sorry about that. His dad is a truly nice man. A real good guy.

So, it is time to breath deeply and clear my head. I need to forget it all and start fresh tomorrow. We might get up to 3 inches of snow overnight and tomorrow.

I don't want to think about it.