Wednesday, April 26, 2006

My brain is so fried

In my ever-increasing need for distraction I have attempted to busy myself with this, that, and the other thing.

I have plowed through almost all of the legal research requests sitting on my desk. Some of the older ones I'm going to "re-file" in the "been waiting so long for an opinion that I'm sure they don't care anymore" file.

I am organizing the Chinese auction/raffle fundraiser for the Public Animal Welfare Society (to be held on Mother's Day).

I brought cookies in to our Victims of Crime office Open House (store bought...so not THAT impressive).

I volunteered to make sausage gravy for the office breakfast we're having tomorrow morning.

I am altering a costume for a friend who participates in the area Medieval Faire.

I'm dragging my husband and a couple of the ladies from work to an Indians game tonight (the boss gave us four tickets he couldn't use).

I'm having fun. I enjoy everything I am doing.

So why don't I feel "better?"

Because two weeks from now I will be commemorating the worst days of my life.

Denial and distraction apparently only get you so far.

3 comments:

Sherri said...

I just want you to know that you will be in my heart and on my mind over these next few weeks - and if there is anything at all that I can possibly do, please let me know. (yes I know how impossibly ridiculous that sounds but I do mean it) - sherri

laura said...

good god - i hope they play better tonight than last night!

so sad - you'll be a mile from our house but we won't be home. we'll connect another time. have fun!

kate said...

((((hugs)))) thinking of you. Don't push yourself too much, that can be bad too...

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