Yesterday, I accused (silently) a client board member of being manic-depressive in the way she deals with me. I should have been speaking into the mirror. Last night I was at the nadir. Today, if a full-moon is the zenith and a new moon is the nadir, I'm at the waxing crescent.
It must be hell to live with someone like that. I know it's a horror to work with that sort of person.
This morning, I'm trying to think of things I can do to replace, or partially replace, my worklife. Something that will help pay the bills and preserve my sanity, or what's left of it. But what?
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