I took a nap tonight. For the first time in a long time, I crawled into bed before 9 pm and just slept. I try not to take naps because 1) I hate having to wake up and 2) I always wake up cranky. I am not a napper. I can’t imagine how my mom dealt with that when I was a child but I hope for her sake this nap-phobia is something I developed as I have grown older. So back to the nap itself… I’m pretty sure that the nap was my brain’s last ditch effort to avoid a total nuclear meltdown. Things have been a bit out of control here in LaurelLand, and while I’m pretending that things are running smoothly… it’s total make-believe.

I don’t really want to ever speak too in-depth about work in this venue…. but just to give you a hint at what’s been going on… I swear there have been a few moments where I have balled my fist and unconsciously calculated the approximate location of an ovary to punch it for a real ‘feel-good time’. So you’d think I’d welcome the chance to relax, kick back, and enjoy Veteran’s Day three-day weekend. And, I did. Don’t get me wrong. But there really wasn’t much relaxing or kicking back. Saturday started off quite well. I slept in and had lunch with Lauren. Click To Continue Reading…