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Full blown freak-out mode – and not the good kind

When I sat here to pick a category, I almost created a new one that says “I’m going CRAAAAAAAAAAAZY”. ‘Cause that’s about how I feel right now.

Well, that and really, really tired.

Part of my way of dealing with stress is to sleep. This would NOT be one of the best combinations, stress caused by lots of work and an overwhelming desire to sleep, nope.

“Why so stressed, Danie?”

Well, since you asked so nicely, and called me by my nickname and all…

I fly out Tuesday for Minnesnowta, or Closet Metro-land, as some of you probably think of Minneapolis, not to see Closet Metro, but to interview for a couple of potential jobs.

“Well, that doesn’t sound so bad. And don’t you get to see HB while you are there? and won’t that make it nice?”

Well, yes, it will be nice to see HB and to visit the land of ginormous snowfall for the first time. That and I hear we have plans to go to a German restaurant with good sausage and a guy who plays the accordian (I’m hoping people polka, cause man, I’ll need to cut loose by the time Friday rolls around, and the chicken dance, well, it is good for an appetizer, but not for an entree).

We are also going to celebrate HB’s b-day and scope out potential homes in some sort of home show deal…. but FIRST I have to give an oral presentation about my work to everyone and look smart while doing it. Oh, and I can’t just look smart, I have to actually BE smart, and think on my feet, and have ooodles of little factoids just flow out of my neurons and down to my mouth and float around in the air like… well, like something wonderful…. bubbles? no, bubbles burst. damnit, something must float around in the air all pretty to gaze at and be inspired by… Well, you’ll think of something to make this analogy work, I’m sure.

Right now, my brain is tired and my creative-generator is broken.

And I’m in panic mode.

So, if you see me at your blog, it is because I’m currently eating. And if you don’t, well, it is because I stopped blogging while eating and am working and working and working while eating.

And I don’t think I’m going to post much here either. But I’ll put up a flower picture on Friday. And by then, well, it will all be over, for better or for worse.

Did I mention that if neither of these 2 positions work out that I’m not really sure what I’m going to do?
Well, I didn’t want to freak out my family who also reads this blog, or HB, but well, I said I’d try to be honest, right?

okay. Maybe that is a little tooooo much honesty.

Well, perhaps this would be a good moment to say a little prayer (or if you aren’t into prayer, just send me some good vibes) that God has a plan. And that plan means my GETTING A GOOD JOB.

please?

amen.

(there, I feel better already, and please, please don’t tell me that those last few lines were blasphemy, I am trying to be humorous and God likes humor, I think. hope. How could he not like humor? We have baboons with red butts and hippos with big hips and ant-eaters with crazy noses and well, have you seen Michael Jackson lately? oh wait, some of that is man-made – oops. low blow. sorry MJ… Well, you get my drift right?)