Today I was at Walmart buying the very last of the backpack/school supplies for the 2007 Pine Ridge trip when I realized that I've been overstressed lately.
As I was kneeling in an isle and counting 2-pocket folders I heard a woman behind me talking. Not wanting to disrupt my counting (those buggers are a pain to count) I ingnored her thinking she was talking to someone else. After a few minutes she kindly said, "don't mind me ...I'm not really talking to anyone in particular". Surprised, I replied, "Oh, I thought you were talking to a little boy". Then it occured to me that there was no little boy and I said, "Gee, I don't know which of us is in worse shape - you're talking to people who aren't there and I'm seeing people who aren't there".
So why is this blog worthy? I have no idea.