What You Say May Come Back to Bite You...

I am half amused/half mortified at the responses I've received from my "Sick of Volunteering" post two days ago. A few friends e-mailed me and wrote, "Hey, I'm sorry I haven't gotten ________ to you or never followed up on ______." They were extremely sweet and concerned they had caused me stress. The funny part is that I wasn't even remotely thinking of these people when I made that post. The mortifying part is they didn't know know that and may not believe me when I tell them that really, it isn't them...

No more boo-hooing. I have it too good in life to moan and groan. Proof of this being that today for the first time in almost two weeks our house hit the 75 degree mark. Whopee! I'm hoping this means our AC unit is on its way back to life. If we can get one or two days of lower temperatures, I think we'll be back in business without having to spend money on a duct-work overhaul.

I now have 4 hours before I need to leave for my writers critique group and I have about 8 hours of work piled on my desk beside me, so I best get started.

Hugs to all my wonderful friends for the sweet notes they sent me.

Dena