Grumble

Rotten day.

Angie is sick. I'm yucky. Some a wide variety of crazy job stuff makes me go urgggggh. (And there will be a big news release about some of the job stuff on Thursday, not that the local paper will write much about it, except to winge on about our judges {insert roll eyes emoticon here}).

I could bore you with the details, but I've already ranted about things with Chas.

What it really comes down to is that a lot of things are really making me question what I want to be doing and how the next year or so will look for us.

No decisions, but just some wishful longing.