Fake it till I make it

The date and time on my computer is having an identity crisis.

I’ve been all over the place and I can barely keep up with myself.  I’m in Seattle for a job interview. I’m meeting someone tonight for happy hour so we can talk about another job. I’m lucky, and tired.  I’ve got a movie and pizza date with two of my former students tomorrow and I’m very excited.  The past few days have been a whirlwind.

I can’t keep up.  I’m barely hanging on.

Until I can grab a new hold on my sanity — dig a new hole for my cave of normality– I’ll just have to act like I’m okay and hope that everything else will fall in line.