It's so hot inside my house right now. We've had a beautiful weekend here in Upstate, and I spent quite a bit of it outside reading. It felt like a miracle to have the hot sun on my skin; two weeks ago today we had snow.
I leave tomorrow for Pittsburgh. It's a quick trip, but that hasn't helped the normal night-before nerves. I don't know if it's all about the flight or what, but I just get jittery before a trip. I'm leaving some of the packing for tomorrow morning. Never a good idea, is it? I'll be in Pitts for the PA primary, which will probably be the swan song of my girl, Hil. Actually, I saw John Edwards on Stephen Colbert the other night (I heart JE here); he was hilarious and brilliant. There goes the only person who I really believe could have made sense of this mess.
I watched Into the Wild today. I read the book years ago and loved it, and I loved the movie. It's haunting - the whole way through. Just to watch someone who holds on so loosely. I can't stop thinking about it.
For the past month at work I've been courted for another position that would have been permanent and pretty cool. Things were looking good until last week when it feel through. I haven't been devastated, but I am back to having that worry about my job ending in the back of my mind all the time. As I get older, I definitely worry less. I see that life just goes on and does whatever it's supposed to do and worrying doesn't influence it one way or the other. But sometimes I still get caught up in it. I'm going to try to just ride the wave on this one.
Does anyone else think that picture of the Pope boarding his plane to leave the US looks like, "I am not a crook!"?