tea, strange packages, chemistry & chocolate

I'm sitting here with a mug of green tea (decaf) that's laden with a generous portion of honey and two slices of lemon, contemplating life, the universe and ... how does it go? everything? anything?
So what to post? Talk about how life can change within a couple simple weeks? Nah. Talk about how messages from the Universe (or God and/or Goddess or whomever you follow) come in strange packages? Hmmm... Since you're probably wondering what my idea of a strange package might be, how about watching The Housewives of Orange County on the DVR. A couple goes to church and the preacher mentions a book and chapter from the bible then between his interpretation of the good book and cuts to housewife commentary, I receive some info that I needed to hear. I, of course, went into my library, got my bible and looked up the chapter to see how his interpretation compared to the passage. [Yes, I do own a bible. In fact, I own several religious texts including 2 versions of the good book. And y'all thought I wasn't religious.] But even though my dear husband's been telling me the same thing the Universe has deemed to bring through to me via the chicks of OC, I think I need the proverbial brick thrown at my head. & I believe it will be coming in the form of chemistry. It’s Sunday night. I’m trying not to dwell on matters that I don’t want to face but will probably have to deal with in the near future and trying not to think of how I’ll waste a few hours tomorrow with someone who’s probably working more for the insurance PTB than for the good of the people. But in the end there will be chemistry.
I know, I’m being as clear as a hunk of dark chocolate. It’s been a long day.
How about this… today's date looks binary. (011010 or 011110)
Then there’s also this… The following is the same forward as it is backwards: Was it a cat I saw
Cheers.

Sunday, Sunday

Ever have one of those days where all you want to do is crawl back in bed, pull the covers over your head and wish the world would go away? You know the ones I mean. Where you almost wish someone would say just one simple word to you so you could go off on them. Lately, I've had way too many of those days.

I've been trying to figure out what it means. I'm not normally such a evil person. Usually I'm cheery, upbeat and always on the go. Not lately. Lately the tv lures me in, the pillows whisper my name and chocloate, well let's not discuss the lurid things chocolate says to me to get me to indulge (G).

Part of me wonders if it isn't the dreaded disease "over-volunteeritis". I get that one alot. You know, the malady where you can't keep your arm from popping up when someone asks for help. You try to tug your hand back to your side, but it doesn't work. It's a struggle to the death fighting the urge to holler "Me, me, I'll do it."

In about a month I am going to be turning our local Romance Romance Writers of America Greater Detroit RWA chapter board over to three very capable women. They will be voted into their respective positions this coming Tuesday at our chapter meeting. I have no doubt they have fantastic ideas, and great plans for the future of GDRWA. I have told them to feel free to come to me (and the previous board) with questions. We will not abandon them. But I truly believe they know exactly what to do and will do it.

It still feels weird though. After being a member of my local chapter for 14 yrs now and on the board for 11 of those 14, stepping down is a foreign entity to me (G). I still have my volunteering hand firmly planted in the Booksellers Best Award Contest for this year, along with co-chair Michelle Celmer. This contest is for published authors and is judged by librarians and booksellers across the country. It is a fabulous contest. (Shameless begging here) If you haven't already checked it out, please click here www.gdrwa.org/bba_entryform2010.html

Yet I know that stepping down will enable me to focus more fully on my writing. And that's a good thing as Martha Stewart says. I've had success with GDRWA and success with my writing and I look forward to a shared association with both for many years to come.

So, in closing, I hope you all are writing feverishly to finish that next book, playing hard and enjoying life to the fullest. Happy Sunday everyone!