Shortly after I wrote that last post, I got stuck watching the phones for about 15 minutes. The receptionist has "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff, and it's all small stuff" on her desk, and I read the first three chapters. Once I got back to my desk, I googled it in You Tube and found the cutest boy reading one chapter at a time. So - I managed to realize that it's all small stuff. It won't matter in a year. And the day turned out ok.

This morning I prepared a clear cash flow report and gave that without any problem. The big invoice is done and out the door.

For lunch I have therapy w/ Not Dr. Eve, and then I make a run to Costco to pick up supplies for a meeting. No rehearsal tonight, so I will work until 8 or so and try to catch up.

It's not all good. But it's all small stuff.