Gloom, despair and agony on me

I'm still in a foul mood.

Even my liberal friends are making fun of this boneheaded move that isn't going to help things. It is only going to strap our children with debt as they enter adulthood.

I don't feel good and I have about four million things to do. All I really want to do is curl up in bed with my book, which is getting really good, and find out who did it. Instead, I need to clean the kitchen, cook dinner, portion and put up meat in the freezer and start my taxes.

I got a gig in the morning to head out to a country club for breakfast and to write a story. So, I'll have to get up extra early and dispense of the children where they all need to be early.

I've been wondering how couples manage to stay together after suffering a chronic health condition or death of a child - because the stress of the kids just having viruses, strep, etc. has been enough to make me go nuts. I can't imagine living with something really bad wrong with my kids. That has to be tragic.

*sigh* And, I just irritated my husband on his commute home.

My work here is done.