a wolf angel is not a good angel

One good cry later and I feel cried out (me! crying!), and somewhat better.

Somewhat.

So today I had the inspection. I am still a little delayed on the mortgage issue, in the sense that I have yet to do anything about it more than avoid the issue. (Not entirely true, actually. But mostly, at least today.) Problematic: I am leaving tomorrow at lunch for a week. At least I will have access to faxes etc. Phones, less so.

There are so many things I was supposed to have done this week, need to have done, but haven’t. And I am too tired to just stay up late and do it overnight. Perhaps I will sleep early and wake up early. Perhaps.

I don’t know what to say.

Or I do, but I can’t figure out how, or I don’t want to.

My little sister often wants me (or anyone) to know a story, but doesn’t want to tell it herself. I never entirely understood why, and I always found it somewhat annoying — except I often feel oddly the same way. Telling people good news feels too much like bragging; bad news, too much like imposing.

Well, I’m not. I am tired and I want to cry.

A conversation on msn this afternoon.

me:

i need to return due books to the library
then finish this stuff
then mortgage stuff
I AM SO BUSY
AAAAAAAAAAA
i have to do laundry and pack!
and go to the
place
store thing
that sell
toiletries and
store stuff
can’t think of the store name

not me:

pharmacy

My mother came home one day to find not-our-cats eating the cat food. In fact, she found not-a-cat-at-all eating the cat food. She yelped, and the raccoon sheepishly wandered through the house to the open door.

Later that night, it almost came in the den, but noticed me sitting there.

I am utterly convinced that this raccoon has spent many delightful hours eating cat food in this house.

I *am* avoiding talking about what has happened. You noticed that too?

I have a flat tire. I have absolutely no time to wait around to get it fixed today, but also, I have a dozen things I need to do with a car, and not enough time to get everything done as it is.

All these things I need to do. All these things I am not doing.

• The premier said his wife, Terri, had not raised the sharia law issue with him during the lengthy debate, but noted the 17 women in his Liberal caucus urged him to reject the idea.(here/also/thanks)
• Lynda Bureau has not said anything further.

Somehow I am not actually *pleased*.

Some small part of me hopes this deal will not go through.