December 21, 2002

• Ahhh… when the X-tools come back after not being there for me, what a relief.  What would I do if I couldn’t blog?  I’d have to play solitaire or something… anything to avoid this mess.  Actually, this just might be the definitive sign of my final crackup, but I’m looking forward to tackling the mess.

  
  

  Here’s my plan:  (1) Clear away the clutter on my jewelry work table and the floor around it and the computer desk.  (2) Find an empty outlet for my camera’s AC adapter so I won’t be burning batteries.  By that time, maybe Greyfox will be up and I can (3) break in the new camera taking pics of the things he wants to sell on eBay.  Alternatively, (3a) I’ll start making earrings.  I’ve got a few dozen pairs of stones already matched, and a few pounds of jade chips, small garnets, and other stones to be sorted into matched pairs.  That’s perfect work for a Virgo when she’d rather be sorting than thinking.

  
  

  Thank you to each of you who responded to yesterday’s whine.  The comments and emails helped me put things in perspective, and miraculously some of the blogs I found last night on my SIR list were just the medicine this melancholy old redhead needed.  Nanny said it:  “’tis the season to be weepy.”  And Beek relieved the anxiety over the camera’s limitations with his expert advice.

  
  

  It was white-knuckle time for me last night.  Greyfox made cheeseburgers and curly fries for himself and Doug, and baked one of those scrumptious Plush Pippin apple pies.  The day’s stresses had left me really vulnerable, but I stuck to my diet (which allows no cheeseburgers, fries, nor pies) until bedtime, and the world looks brighter today.  For a while there, I was teetering on the edge of a food binge, but I made it back from the brink.

  
  

  Have a

  
  

  glorious

  
  

  Solstice,

  
  

  whether it’s

  
  

  Winter or

  
  

  Summer

  
  

  in your

  
  

  hemisphere.

  
  

  

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