dread

Dreading department meeting tomorrow. What fresh hell awaits?

I should be joyful. I should be well. I should be happy.
Dr. B once told me to kill the should ... it's harder done than said.

As it sits, though, I am fearful, sad and ill. I have a CT scan Friday to see inside my sinus. Fun times. "Can't breathe -- sinuses packed with meat!" (King of the Hill) -- I'll try not to eat that much turkey. :) Chances are good that it will turn up nothing, but hopefully nothing more serious than bad drainage.

We have the Jones Soda Challenge at lunch tomorrow, so I'm looking forward to that. :)

Novel is coming along. Far behind where I wanted to be, but should try stepping it up this week.