I've been away. I just got back into town. I was working. It was a long and tiring week. It was longer than it needed to be. It was more stressful than I thought it would be. I had some chances to relax but was still tired. Those DVD's of "As Time Goes By" are still sitting here. I haven't been away from my house for a week in quite some time. When I got back home there was a mysterious smell coming from the kitchen. I left a dish in the sink and it 'turned' on me. I ran a load of dishes in the dishwasher and everything is back to normal. I just feel 'blah'. I was working on some follow-up material for the project I was supporting all week (adding pictures to a website). I figured I was going to take my time and do it right. I figured I'd have the rest of the week to put all the pictures out there. I was told in an off-hand way that they needed to be there by the end of the day. That's how it is -- I'm not usually told to do something d
If your life is worth living, it's worth recording. -- Marilyn Grey