It's sleeting outside. I'm cold. It's 65 degrees in here and I'm wearing sweats and my robe. I'm such a wuss when it comes to cold. I'm depressed and worried about money and employment and the house and my cat. On the other hand, I love my life and my husband. I hate tech support. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. I'm behind on my LJ friends' journals, but I'll have to catch up tomorrow. There's a book and an electric blanket calling my name. G'night.