Good morning, all!
I may go to Toyland, and I may stay home, but I do have to contact my pharmacy for this month's meds as soon as I post this. Beyond that, I am not happy these days. God knows what will become of us at Toyland; I thought I was taking my team into a project that we'd be on for a while, but I believe it will die after ROBERTA, we will all look for other work and go separate ways. As a continually aging coot, I have no idea what options I have for work, so I'm pondering my future and wishing it didn't look asbleask as it does to me at the moment.
And that's my day.
Thanks for the sympathy over the news about John Parker; last night I dreamed about a production of YOU'RE A GOOD MAN, CHARLIE BROWN from1976, and I'm sure a lot of th was stirred up by the thinking about the 1970s.
And more coffee.