Strongness~ma to Ellie's immune system.

There was other stuff I planned to say, but can't remember. What I have and thought was a cold, I'm now thinking is a sinus infection. Either way, oxygen deprivation is making me less sensical than usual.

Hugs for Stephanie and Ellie. That first cold sucks. Mal lost his voice during his, and sounded so pathetic.

More hugs for juliana, because.

Sinus infections are of the suck, also.

We're not doing anything for Thanksgiving, I don't think. We've a couple invites, but it'll be more valuable to spend the day coccooned. I'm sure the DH will have schoolwork. I may make a turkey, though, as that will provide food for several days (and trytophan-laced baby food).

We're going to Germany in early December anyway, so that will be the holiday.

I need a new job, too. I got a written warning yesterday for *appearing* to not immediately recognize a wholesale change in priorities in the company two weeks ago. I finally switched to the new regimin on tuesday, then promptly had the four days earlier thrown in my face.

Meanwhile, now I have to cut down on the extra efforts I made to resolve issues, because those efforts, although acceptable, would *appear* to be the other issue I was written up for, unless I made a point of logging every.single.movement.Imake.

I need a good job, Andi needs a good job, the cats need to stop eating from my plate when I'm not looking. Oh damn. I have to get going. Work calls. Sigh.

I need to finish packing and leave.

Don't. Wanna. Wanna go back to bed. Once I get to Michigan, I need to juggle seeing my mother, visiting with my friends, going to the wedding, and writing the paper that apparently is due on Tuesday rather than Thursday and that as yet consists of the sentence: "Indian mathematics, as everyone will tell you, appears to date back to the Harappan culture, though whether they did anything worth noting, or just got things ready for the Aryans to move in and really start doing math, depends on which book you read."

Must now shut down and pack computer. Waaah!

Checking in. Made it through the night.

Why am I still happy to see him when he comes home at night? Why? That hurts even more.

A friend came over and we watched a bit of Real Genius together until she told me I had to go to bed. So I did, and I slept, and it was good. And now it is today, and I am here.

Why am I still happy

Old habits. You're gonna get through this.

I adore Real Genius. Great movie for non-thinking. Day by day, Juliana. You will make it through.

Timelies, all.

{{{Daniel}}} That sucks. Job~ma for both you and Andi.

{{{Raq}}} Mood~ma.

Why am I still happy to see him when he comes home at night? Why? That hurts even more.

{{{juliana}}} Loving doesn't have an off button, sweetie, even if things aren't working. And yay for getting through the night. I'm hoping every day gets a little bit easier, for your sake.

I'm at work. Everyone else in my family is at home.

This sucks.

Real Genius is one of my favorite movies.

Oh dear doG it's too early to be trying to be functional. I've gotta finish throwing a couple of changes of clothing into an overnight bag and load my tools into my car so that I can hit the road for Ventura. I've got cue to cue today and tomorrow up there. I need to be there by 9 AM and it's a 90 minute drive.