8:41 a.m. - 2008-02-08
Tip your waitresses
Happy, happy Friday dance. I have to go take some pics in a minute of the big board meeting.
I am counting the minutes until the end of the day. I have been exhausted all week and convinced myself that I was: courting heart disease, getting MS, anemic or depressed.
It does not occur to me to tell myself that I am not taking care of myself, that I should lose weight and exercise, and get more rest. Instead, I just torment myself with thoughts of serious illness. That is easier than getting up off my bottom and going for a walk. Except it is cold. And icy. And I could fall and break a bone and then have a stroke from the marrow floating around in my system.
This weekend we are going to visit a friend we haven't seen in over a year. She was supposed to come to our New Year's Day party, but the weather was kinda bad.
And tomorrow night I'm going to a work function with dueling gospel choirs. Kinda cool.
And for now - that's all I got. Happy Friday dancing.
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