But I plan to make a decent evening. Replaced the drive belt on my vacuum, got some yummy treats I hardly every allow - like artichoke dip that I intend to dump into a mini cast iron pan and put under the broiler - with baked tortilla chips for dipping. And of course some adult beverages. For my nerves, ya know.
And there's always more of that fudge leftover from the country fair :)
So that's where we're at. Tomorrow I should find out where this multi-year saga is going. I'm excited but mostly terrified. Lord be with me, cuz I'd really like some good news to be able to tell my dad tomorrow. he's waiting. Amen.
Later update: Yeah.. big talker I am. Totally freakin' the hell out over here is the honest to God truth. How am I supposed to go in there tomorrow and drink my coffee with the person I'm basically callin' untruthful sitting three feet away from me? Then I'll have to leave and say "well, I'm leavin' - see ya downtown. Ta-ta!". Really?? ::heavy sigh:: but that could just be the Xanax talkin'.