Ramblings

[lawnrrd]

I am in a very odd mood today, although not necessarily a bad one. (The more astute readers of my friends list will have inferred that from the poll I posted this morning.)

I faxed my homemade letterhead to the insurance guy last night. The business cards have arrived. They are perfectly adequate and lovely, but I am vaguely disappointed nonetheless. Would anyone like a business card? (I should probably buy some paper to match them, for when I print up the aforementioned letterhead in the future.)

My wife is home sick today. Chicken soup simmers on the stove. Anyone who wishes to alert PETA should feel free.

I am feeling generally better about my life and my future today than I have in a while. I'm slowly managing to convince myself that having kids is not necessarily the end of my existence in any meaningful sense; maybe I'll get lucky and they'll turn out like ladyjaida.¹

Notwithstanding the above, today I am troubled by some vague sense of foreboding. Maybe it'll go away once I finish my activity reports and call these people I need to call.

 

¹I apologize if that weirds anyone out, especially ladyjaida, but in this case sincerity needed to trump discretion.