We're into full summer in Michigan now. The day started out steamy, turned gorgeous at lunchtime, and now a thunderstorm has just passed through. I'm half expecting snow any minute.

The employment situation could be better, but it could also certainly be worse. I've been temping for MSU Food Stores since mid-June, and they seem to like me as much as I like them. Unfortunately that means I'm slacking on the jobhunting, since I'm happy here, filling in for vacations and doing various clerical type things.

Financially things are dire, and I need to push myself to get help from the trust (hemorrhaging money though it has for the last year) so that I can pay my property taxes and save my house. And pay my overdue medical bills. *sigh*

Diabetes and I seem to be doing okay. I've cut the carbohydrate content of my day to about 100 grams, and that, combined with regular visits to Curves, seem to be keeping my blood glucose down around 90-120, where it should be. Unless, of course, I succumb to the siren call of donuts in the break room, or ice cream...

I'm afraid, though, that my depression is creeping back. I'm under tremendous pressure to produce scenarios for the Living Force campaign, while a vocal minority of players scream and complain about their undelivered metagaming materials. Yestereve I was just so down I laid down for a "little nap" and woke 2 hours later. I then packed it in and crawled into bed to really sleep. When my alarm rang at 6:30 am, I couldn't believe it. How can I sleep so much and still be exhausted? Worse, I seem to be drizzling into tears at the slightest provocation.

Ah well... tomorrow's another day, and I was thirsty anyway, so bring on the rain...