Thank You

Thanks to those of you who called and emailed to check on me, especially you Aunt Banana. Tending towards high emotion and hyperbole, I always sounds a lot worse than I really am--it's a cathartic way for me to get it out of my system and work it all out. I'm much more even keel today, after some sleep and the arrival of a new day and all of your encouragement. I should've recognized the crisis for what it mainly was--underlying insecurities writ large by sickness, sleep deprivation, and (yes, here it comes, early, which is why I didn't recognize it) PMS, which routinely sends me for an emotional tailspin (though, usually about the state of my housekeeping). For I really have no desire to return to my career just yet but I am looking for some constructive and useful way to spend my time--not just at the coffee shop or on the computer--and the places I've approached are excited but don't quite know what to do with me. Even for free. Volunteering is never as easy as it sounds. Anyway, thanks again for checking in.