I’m so tired. And I feel like crying. You ever get that way? I do. I think it’s a condition limited to women and teenagers (of both genders) – the desire to cry for no particular reason, you just know you’ll feel better if you do it. A woman can say, “Oh, I just need a good cry,” and her girlfriends will all nod sagely and knowingly. A guy could say the same thing, and his compatriots would be all, “Dude, what the hell is wrong with you?”
I just need to get beyond this week. Meeting Math = 23 hours of meetings this week, nearly all of them on teleconferences. Thank God I have a wireless headset or else A) I’d have a permanent crick in my neck; and 2) I would end up tee-teeing in my office chair. Yes, my wireless headset reaches all the way to the ladies room. It amuses me to be on mute and listening to folks conference away while I’m doing my bidness.
So. Yeah. I’m tired. That’s pretty much it.