I was so tired at work. I made a cup of Chai tea to get some caffeine in me, but knocked it over and broke my van Gogh travel mug (and dang it, I liked that mug). I broke a Coca Cola glass last week at work. Guess I should give up liquids at the desk. I’m too much of a klutz. We’re going to my mother’s house next week for the annual birthday week. We missed Kara’s and Jenni’s is Friday, so we just get there for but as she’s the oldest member of my family we have left, I think that’s fair. I need to get where life is bit slower and people are a bit more real. But that’s just the way I feel about life up here, so it may be just me… And since it is now officially very late, I suppose it is just me….