Today is an anniversary. It's not one that I can celebrate really. But it is still mine. Well, mine and someone else's. Weird and sad. What a cryptic cat I am! Nevermind me.

It is also my very youngest brothers 27th birthday. Christ, he's old.

I took the apartment. I am shoving all reservations aside and I am getting excited.

Good news. I WILL be getting my severance package. All that hearstopping panic for naught. Things will be tight, but I can manage.

Bad news. My mother called me today to tell me that her doctor has asked her to come into the office tonight to discuss the results of her mammogram. She is tripping out. I am worried.

The so-and-so giveth and he-she sure as hell taketh away.