It’s Just One Of Those Mornings

You know…the ones where you are up when you know you should be in bed. There are a million thoughts flying through your head. And as hard as you try, sleep is not coming.

Instead I am using my awake time to job search. And e-mail. And ponder those great mysteries. And think about how I can add more drama to my life. Not like I need anymore. I think the current amount is what has me up now. I would say I don’t know how I get myself involved in so much madness, but now I have a good excuse: Kickball.

Yes, the wonderful world of kickball is in full swing. And just like those elementary school days, there are little crushes, little rivals, and little episodes of debauchery (although I don’t think we used such big words back in the day). Lately, due to my increased amount of free time, I have causing more than my fair share of trouble. Some people have appreciated my meddling, but there are others who are after me. I think one of the e-mails about my interference contained a threat. It is days when I am quite grateful for my overbearing height, because no matter how much trash is talked over e-mail, it is a different view when a 6’1” red head is looking down at you.