The anxiety from yesterday has been resolved. Please, if you're going to have answering machines check the damn things! They do no good to anyone if they just sit there full of messages that never get checked...
Today is the can't breathe, hacking up a lung, head full of nasty thick green gunk day of my annual head cold. This makes going to look for a job today very much less than what I would love to be doing. However, I shall persevere. We'll see what a hot shower and some juice will do and then, feelig well or not, I'll hit the highway for some job apps. I also need to stop at the bank while I'm out to make a deposit and do a balance check on my accounts. It's really rather difficult to figure out how much money you need to save when you don't know how much you have at the moment. Normally, I'm very careful about this all but with the statements being mailed somewhere else I've gotten a little shakey in the past couple of months.
Today is set up for Forest Festival day. I've been volunteered to go help with that since all the weaver's guild ladies are at least 80. It's something of a miracle that they can weave at all, and it' simply ridiculous to also expect them to set up the shelving and display units for the sale. That whole thing has been a bit of a fiasco this year, though, because the fest organizers never asked if we were coming, they just put us in the brochure. There's not too much to take down for selling so I hope that some of the off the mountain crew has stuff, otherwise it will be a very skimpy show.
Anywho, I'm off for my day of productivity.
~M