Well, I'm not flying so high today, lol.  Six hrs at work last night left me pretty sore and achy; I woke up still sore, but somehow I dragged my ass to the gym anyway.  I intended to do a quickie workout, and instead managed to spend a full hour there; I swear I don't know where the time goes.  And I held off from weighing myself again; experience has shown that to be a really bad idea, especially if I've gained any muscle mass.

I'm going to record my podcast this weekend; Bob's taking the girls up to visit with his mom while he and his dad redo the service at the local grocery store.  I admit I had a tiny niggle of worry over it; what newly single mom doesn't worry about kidnapping?  But I looked deep into myself, and I know it's just an irrational fear, brought on by general anxiety.  

He isn't an asshole, just... well, no longer in love.  Our separation so far has been almost completely amicable; I'm just the type to worry needlessly.  Really.  It's a significant part of my anxiety issues.

Anyway, I'll see about recording what will probably turn into a fairly long show, a combo of catching up on gossip, introducing topics, playing music, etc.  All things being equal, I hope to have something reasonable (and without too much cussing, lol) and uploaded by wednesday night.  Fingers crossed!

And on a final note, I'm debating with the idea of writing a short story each month, to keep my hand it.  It's really not enough to just do NaNo each year, then do nothing the rest of the time.  Though I should really be editing one of those... sigh.