Happy Birthday, Sparky! Don't know how I missed that.

Oh, Karl! That so majorly sucks! I hope you're able to find something to wisely use those spicy brains soon!

So, did I mention that on my way to an emergency appointment with my psychiatrist yesterday, I fell down the stairs and hurt my ankle. Now, it didn't blow up like CBD's ankle, so I thought, "You're just being a wimp! Deal!" So, I've been dealing. And now I can hardly walk. And I have to work this afternoon.

Now, I took yesterday off because of the emergency visit with my psychopharm, so when I e-mailed my boss to let her know my finals schedule, she e-mailed me back to ask if I would be in today. I said, "yes, but you should know that I'm limping because I'm an idiot and fell down the stairs." I was secretly hoping she'd say, "Oh, don't worry about coming in," but she hasn't, and I swear the ankle is getting worse. Just took more painkillers, but ugh. How am I going to chase preschoolers with a bum ankle. They better all behave today!

Do you have any athletic wrap, vw? Wrapping it can help.

Happy Birthday, Sparky!

Sox, not ignoring you just avoiding what I need to do first.

Job-ma for Karl and anti-anxiety-ma for Teppy.

Yays for Tom and job offers!!

Do you have any athletic wrap, vw? Wrapping it can help.

Yeah. It's wrapped.

Also, I got the letter yesterday that I passed my portfolio!

YAY!

Check out my work in progress blog (especially if you're a fan o' the graphic novel

I've marked your post so I can check that out when I get home, GC.

Oh vw, you and CBD really don't need to do *everything* together. Next time, just let him injure himself without copying him, m'kay? But seriously, I hope that your poor ankle will heal with a little time and tlc.

Yeah, I didn't mention it right away because of that. I feel SO stupid. And it was REALLY my least graceful move ever...right in front of my mom's office building. The parking attendant guy came running to help me. It was all so pathetic. AND I lost my really yummy coffee to the whole ordeal.

Thanks for the well wishes, folks! Tom is totally wiped out- pretty near non-functional yesterday after he returned home. I think knowing that the end is near has somehow permitted his total stress, anxiety, and exhaustion over the whole three month process come to bear.

Yes, this is a job that he is actually excited about.

Is he going to take it? To be decided? Are you guys celebrating this weekend?

There are 2 other companies that have indicated that they may have an interest in him, he was able to inform the recruiter of one of them about the offer in hand, but getting word to the other one (the one he had the second interview with yesterday) is sort of challenging, because he doesn't know who he would tell- it's not through a recruiter.

We will likely take it easy this weekend, because there's still some nervousness about who does what, if anything at all, but at least it's a whole new anxiety and a little easier to deal with. I am hoping things get settled by Thanksgiving.

happy birthday sparky

Karl, I am so sorry -- too many times for you.

Steph, it makes sense to me that complaining too much doesn't help. Matt is a talker -- but I noticed that when he got to the point of constant complaining about work - he got more agitated and then I would get agitated and then he would get more .... In his case, it didn't mean stop -- but he had to stop or limit or add the good parts of the day into his complaints.

I feel SO stupid. And it was REALLY my least graceful move ever...right in front of my mom's office building.

Wha? Falling isn't stupid. Skateboarding down a railing, losing your balance, and crushing your hoo-ha for no good reason, now that's stupid. Last week I fell down the stairs at home, stairs that I've gone up and down a million times without falling, and I'm still not fully recovered. It happens, sweets. Besides, the ankle is beating you up enough without any further assistance. And it sounds like the kids will still get a shot at you later today. Good luck!