Dazed and More Than Confused
It wouldn't be exaggerating to write that it has been one of the worst and weirdest weeks ever.
This morning I woke up on the couch in the living room. Despite my protests, my husband and a few friends took me out last night for my birthday. Tom assured me I did not make an idiot out of myself... I had a few G & Ts and a few shots (ew... I can't believe I used to drink like that in college). Apparently, I got up at some point last night and went to the living room. Odd.
My world seems to be moving in slow motion.
I am looking forward to getting out of town for a few days to go to a conference this weekend; stay at a nice hotel and order room service; catch up with old friends and colleagues who are scattered to the winds.
We will move in a few weeks.
A change of scenery will be good for us both. Too many memories here.
Thank you all for your condolences and kind words of support.
Hanging in like I always do...
I may not be back for a while. I don't feel like I have anything to say at the moment.
But I will check into your blogs and try to keep up with what's going on...
My very best to you all.