Follow-up

Dang. I got everything on the list done...except the newsletter article. I suppose I should do that before I go to bed, but I'm having a hard time with motivation right now. I just want to go to bed and pull the blankets over my head...for a month.

Oh, well, keep plugging away, I guess. Tomorrow.

I have to call our Internet supplier tomorrow, too, as they are dunning us for 'overdue charges.' We weren't supposed to get billed for the service in September (??I think) until the guy called to see if everything was working. He hasn't called.

And I need airmail stamps. And I must call the Clerk of Presbytery. And make copies for the Book. And wrap the shower prizes (and the gift, too). And plan the games. And make sure I have enough decorations, etc. And tell Schedule Nazi that I can't work Saturday.

Which leads my mind to the crapolio that is apparently hitting the fan at work. Something about licking an elephant. Eeeuuuuwwwwww. I work for a library system run by crazy people.

I think what I really need to do more than anything is go to bed early tonight and try to sleep. On the other hand, I'll probably just lie there and worry about shit. Like the possibility of moving my mom into a nursing home early next year....this whole subject is like the sword of Damocles.

OK, enough. I'm Simming. Reality bites.