DO NOT PUSH

One of the bad things about having a paying job is missing out on the trip around the blogroll--just dropped in to Francesca Watson's Yorkieblog, and find out she's...well, I'll let her tell you:

Someone sent me an e-mail saying that I'm sounding a bit cranky these days. They're right -- I'm cranky. Too much going on and a lot of it stressful: legal actions pending; Nick's hernia surgery next week; an impeding visit from my dad (love him, but he pushes my buttons, and they don't need more pushing at the moment); still digging out from under two years of financial catastrophe; more deadlines than I can count (or meet, probably); car problems; blah blah blah.

And did I mention that I have an adolescent daughter? 'Nuff said.

So yes, life is happening to me, as it also happens to the two of you who stop in here with some regularity. I have no business complaining about it because I am acutely aware of how much worse off I could be. But I am tired, and stretched a bit thin (though not thin enough to fit into those size 14 pants I'm hankering for, darn it!), and lots of stuff seems to be pressing down on me all at once at a time when -- after four years of particularly difficult struggle -- I was sort of hoping for a break, a breather, a period of time in which to just deal with daily minutae, and not big, major Life Events (tm). Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on your viewpoint), we don't always get what we hope for.

So.... I'm cranky.

Ah well. Come back sometime when you have a few minutes, and I'll try to be in better spirits.

Well, my motto is "Don't get mad, get a blog." No, wait it's "Don't get mad, get very quiet and sneak up on people and stand behind them until they notice you and then stare at them when they turn around." Either that, or, "Don't get mad, get a labelmaker and put labels on everything in the house." Actually, my motto is "Get mad and have a fit--rant, rave, bloviate, chew tinfoil--and then watch Bonanza." Where was I going with this...OH YEAH, as one of regular visitors to The Blog Called Yorkie, I just wanted to let Miss Franfresca know that the Possumblog Burnout Support Network is up and running, and at the modest cost of only $4.99 per minute for the first three minutes and only $2.45 for each additional minute, our specially trained operators will be happy to listen quietly and offer sage advice when prompted. (For Entertainment Purposes Only--Not affiliated with any university or other institution. Void where prohibited. May cause burning sensation between toes.)

Also, be sure and scroll down the page to Mrs. Watson's recent exchange with a student of the proto-Marxist [all derogatory references deleted due to space requirements] professor Peter N. Kirstein of St. Francis Xavier University in Chicago. The restraint shown by the young man who originally wrote to Professor Kirstein is incredibly classy considering the tone of the original response to his request, and likewise Francesca's comments to the student who has defended Kirstein is a model of reason and decorum.

Pearls before swine, says me.

Anyway, go drop in on her and please keep your fingers off the cotton-pickin' buttons!
posted by Terry at 2:10:00 PM