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Tia wants to quit her job way bad today. Wants to make Passiams Lodge the best durn freelance business there ever was. Wants not to lose the farm in the process. Wants also a small thing like health insurance too. Too much to ask for? NO! Well, maybe...NO! All Tia's dreams will come true...if she just believes (and gets off the dime).

I'm trying to take my own medicine. Last night, I came home very depressed; there are lots of non-fun things happening at work right now that just highlight the nagging self-knowledge that I am giving into my laziness by staying here. C was at home and had done so many things to make the house wonderful...she cooked dinner, did laundry, paid bills, vacumed, etc. You know all the stuff that one never wants to do but likes to have done upon returning home from work. And me coming home in such a funk...well, it didn't quite set right with her. She snapped and gave me one of her quarterly "Get off your butt, quit your job and discipline yourself to do what you need to be doing" talks. Of course I started tearing up and feeling all mopey but she didn't let up-- that ol' bull dog gal. She simply said something to the effect of , "You can stay here at XXX Co. and take the easy way out. Many have done that. Or you can grab up your self-dignity and really do something. But for Christ sakes, stop whining!!!"

Well OK.