I should actually be quite impressed with myself for successfully getting through this horrendous week. Whoa, it was intense. I really don't know how I did it, and there were many moments of deep panic, thinking that I just might not. When so much is out of your control when you are aiming for an impossible drop-dead deadline, it's just not conducive to a peaceful frame of mind. God, this "career" I
chose for myself fell into sucks donkey dicks.
It's taken a while to be able to relish in the relief — we're at Harstine and I was almost catatonic/shell-shocked until not all that long ago. Do I want to sleep or do I want to curl up into a sobbing pile? What a jumble of emotions. And then, on the (dark) drive, we nearly ran over two cats and the car in front of us nearly hit two deer bounding across the road. And THEN — immediately after we crossed the bridge onto the island, the Durango's headlights caught sight of the hind flank of a HUGE animal and we realized it was an Elk! There was no doubt about it. Elk on Harstine Island? We had no idea! (God, what a beautiful and awesome creature).
So...we are here at our plot of paradise. We had a fire on the deck — something I sure wouldn't have expected this time of year, but October has been incredible, and the weekend forecast is for "nice".
I guess another reason for those "jangled nerves" is that I continue to feel nervous about the presidential election. Yes, Obama is well ahead in the polls, but polls have been known to be wrong. And will people who profess to be Obama-supporters let their deep-down racism come to play when it comes time to actually vote? Or will they not even vote at all? It makes my stomach cramp at the idea of McCain/Palin in the white house. It just cannot happen, if there is true justice in this universe.
