I hope the insomniacs are getting some well deserved sleep tonight. Someone stole my sleep and I'd rather it go to one of y'all than anyone else.
Plotting things to sell on e-bay to pay for my new glasses. And somehow pull together more money so CJ can go to DC during his spring break (Close Up type trip, but through a different program). Man, I need that raise NOW.
sara, I'm so sorry to hear the news about your aunt. I hope paint-stripping was therapeutic.
Sara, I am so sorry about your aunt. Much love to you and your family.
sarameg, I am so sorry about your aunt. Wishing you and you family coping-ma and peace.
sarameg, I'm so sorry about your loss. Love to you and yours. Your aunt sounds like she was an awesome woman.
It feels like every muscle in my body has seized up this morning.
So I came to two voicemails from people I was supposed to be at meetings with yesterday. Oops. One of them, I thought it was a bigger group meeting, but I was the only one who said yes. The other, my department was kind of key, and the other person invited is on vacation. So there's that.
Yikes. And ouch.
I hope they unseize quickly. In related non-relaxy muscle news: my back is still ouchy - so I am at home again today.
Entire television broadcast of Game 7 of the 1960 World Series found in Bing Crosby's wine cellar. [link]