Estoy Nueces

I'm really too tired to write right now. We were up early for Brandt's race. I was up until 330 waiting for Mark to come home to pack a bag and be on the road to Galveston. He's there and is working straight through with no sleep. My heart was racing and I couldn't sleep last night until I took a Xanax. Too much to ponder.

I wish I were home alone. My sister is asleep now and I will probably go lay down, too. My brother-in-law went to the bookstore and is being standoffish and the boys and their friend Brian have already gone on back to Waco.

Lots of nice emails and myspace messages. I even called one listener that doesn't do email. She is a sweet elderly lady and she was so mad at them.

Still feeling okay about it all. We aren't living paycheck to paycheck at all. I haven't even looked at the severance check yet. I think we'll be fine easily for four months, maybe more. I don't want to be unemployed that long. I want some good things to come along quickly and I believe they will.