Glad to hear it, Gud.

Way to go, Laura and fellow voters!

Ugh, meara. I hate that not-quite-sick feeling. I almost prefer full-blown illness - I'm miserable when I'm sick, but it's at least justified misery.

I went to the gym this morning before work which was great while I was there and pretty much until I got to work and now I really really want to sleep. Oh well.

Well plus I figure every day of alllllmost being sick is another day I'm not actually sick but on my way to better.

Hey everyone. This has been A Week.

My grandmother died late Tuesday night. My parents called to tell me yesterday, so I left work early and and working from home the rest of the week. She was 91 and not in great health, but you know, it's always sudden.

I'm going to be changing jobs and transferring to a sister company in three weeks (the one that sells grown-up picture books you can read on your phone). The project I'm currently in the process of handing off has been a massive clusterfuck for the past two months, and shows no signs of improving any time soon. My exit has nothing to do with the cluster-fucked-ness of it all, but management wants to hide the fact that I'm leaving from our consultants so they don't get the notion that I'm being thrown under the bus. Personally I think that's a lost cause that gets even lost-er the longer we wait to say anything, but meh, whatever.

My Nana's funeral is next Saturday. Before yesterday, our plans for that day had included Eaglefest and tickets to The Band's Visit. All tickets purchased in advance, of course. So instead of spending next weekend outside watching and learning about local raptors, my kids get to sit through a Catholic funeral for someone they met three times, and I either scramble to sell the theater tickets or eat the cost (they're cheap seats, but still).

New job is a step down in levels from where I am now (all part of the plan to have time for grad school in the fall) and I'm pretty sure the call I have tomorrow with New Manager is for him to tell me how much less money I'll be making. YAY FUN.

Blargh! Brain dump!

It really sucks when everything happens at once. I'm sorry about your grandmother.

Oh, Jessica, that is a week. I'm sorry about your grandmother, and everything. Your tag makes me grin, though!

All condolences, Jessica and family. It's terrible when it all comes at you at once.

I'm sorry, Jessica. That sounds stressful on so many levels.

Man, Jess, that is a lot all at once. And complicated. Get-through-it-okay~ma.

Dear self, you know you can't go from regular coffee to decaf without tapering. You know this. Why did you do it?

Aw, man, Jess, that is A LOT. No wonder you're feeling whelmed. Best of all possible outcomes-ma. And sorry for your loss.

Jessica that all sounds so tiring and hard. I'm sorry for your loss. Is there a way for your kids to go to Eaglefest without you and Ethan? Could someone else take them?