I want all this to go away, so I can sit in my basement and fondle fabric. I want to eat chocolate. I want to drink B&B on Saturday nights. I want to win once in awhile at Poker. Knowing my wants have to be realistic, I won't mention the size 8 hips, but I've thought about them and they aren't compatible with the chocolate and B&B. Too bad. I choose chocolate.
Anyway, I've had 5 hours of peace and chilled out somewhat. Actually I was so upset that I sat for two of those hours and shivered, and kept looking over my shoulder. I can remember having days like this when I was working ( not often) and surviving them quite nicely, but then there were also those who referred to me as a "stone cold Bitch" in those days. I like the me now much better. I need to find her again.
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