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For those of you who don’t regularly show up here, I do these a lot.

Now, this week has been long. Actually, this past month has been an exercise in things I’ve never had to deal with before in such a whirlwind of personal weirdness. Downsizing, death in the family, borrowed computers and general freakedoutedness.

I go from feeling like everything is going to be more than all right to utter pits of  “OHMYGAWSHWHAT’SGOINGTOHAPPENNEXTPARANOIA.”

I guess that’s part of it. One doesn’t feel themselves during times like these.

Anyway, some thank yous are in order. I want to thank the Tennessee blogosphere for being wonderful on both sides of the aisle. I am very grateful.

I also want to thank Squirrel Queen and Badger, who are taking me to a baseball game this weekend to cheer me up and make sure I don’t tumble down the rabbithole.

I want to thank my friends who have gone out of their way to just love me regardless of what I do, take me to lunch or for a beer during this transition even though these days I’m an unemployed slacker. It’s good to have buddies. I also want to thank them for dealing with my general already mentioned freakoutedness and complete deer in the headlights look I’ve had for the past month.

The hardest part to admit to myself during this time is that I don’t want to be in newsprint. I also still don’t know what I want to do.

Suggestions welcome. I haven’t a clue. (I would love to own a bar but that’s not going to happen as I’m broke as a cabbage.)

Also, I wish to thank Mabel. You know, for loving me no matter what.