Since my endo appointment on Tuesday morning, I've been getting into online scraps all over the place. I'm currently debating the wisdom of using Designer Whey Protein Powder while on LID over on the Yahoo! Thyca group. I made a quick comment about, but then dissected in detail here, that BrightEyes song. I just commented twice over at Althouse because I just felt like it!
Reading the newspaper, I get a half-dozen article ideas. I find a contact number for a publisher I've been trying to track down, and immediately I think I should work on my book proposal. (What book proposal? you may ask -- one I haven't talked about, here!) Walking around the house, I make mental lists of all the things that need to be fixed up, cleaned out, or flat-out purged.
I have the sense of an approaching deadline: if I need surgery, how bad will it be? how long until I'm "normal" again? (Scare quotes required around "normal", since I know that even on my best days, "normal" does not begin to describe me!) So I want to get everything done before whatever it is that will happen, happens.
Time for a deep breath, time to slow down. Picking fights online didn't help last time, and it isn't going to help now, either.
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