So, I guess it’s fair to say I have a lot of proverbial irons in the proverbial fire right now. Nothing is guaranteed. Nothing is close to perfect. Even if everything comes through, the pros equally balance the cons across the board.
I fear what happens should nothing come through. I like this phase, filled with hope and opportunity. Something HAS to work out, you know? It’s statistically impossible for not a blessed thing to work out. (Of course, now that I’ve said that, I’ve made God laugh. Didn’t I?)
I escaped to the Keys this weekend to clear my addled brain. It helped. Although I think I left my brain there. Perhaps I should go back and get it? 😉