I might wake up, and then take a nap.

I'm sitting at home today, being lazy, reaping the benefits of working for a semi-governmental organization. I just had some breakfast, chatted on the phone with a friend (who gets to stay home every day- no fair. Well there's that whole child-rearing thing but whatever) and did some dishes.

I'm going to head to a friend's house soon to work on craft projects that we then are going to sell for profit, wish us luck. It is very creative and innovative, but we are not sure, like with any new business, that the market is going to jump all over it. We have some serious interest, but I'm not sure that's enough. Also, I'm not a millionaire and I can't afford to fund this forever. Hopefully, the profit fairies will smile upon us. If not, that's okay. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

I have this optimistic attitude thanks to no knee pain. Yes, to all of you that told me not to jump to conclusions, you might have been right. Might. Seriously though, I am all kinds of good at not panicking until it comes to my body and/or my abilities. Then, I go into freak out, spaz out, break down mode which, thank heavens, is only temporary. So it's either bad day or manic, you decide.

Speaking of deciding, I love how everyone (okay, not everyone) was a political blogger this week. It's refreshing to know that people do care to educate themselves on their ballot issues. For instance, I got a call from my 19 year old cousin who said that he got to vote for the first time and was disappointed that every thing he voted for didn't pass. Ah yes, that is the way of democracy, son.

I wasn't feeling quite so civil in Wash Park last night, though. After meeting a friend for dinner, I came back to my car to find a young parking cop writing me a parking ticket. "Wait, wait!" I said. "Sorry, if you were two minutes earlier, I wouldn't have written the ticket." "But I'm not in a No Parking Zone," I said. "Your car is about a foot past the sign," he said. Seriously, 20 year-old parking cop on a power trip. Cool. It's a good thing the dinner and wine were good.

I'm off to watch the news and drink some tea. Staying home rocks.