I am diligently working myself out of this bad mood. Which reminds me -- I've left a few notes with other bloggers who are racing Eugene about meeting up. Don't be afraid!! I fully expect to be past all homicidal impulses by Eugene. Plus I actually like you people. Makes your mortality rate just skyrocket around me ;)
I would like to get a chance to meet some more of the blogging community. I thought a great place to do that would be at the pasta dinner the night before the race, so if anyone reading this plans to do that (or wants to do that), let me know and we'll make some plans! (After the race, I plan to be in traction, but if you plan to be in traction too then we can meet then instead.)
I was thinking this morning about something I could do to help germinate a happy mood. The zoo came to mind, but right after that came the thought of all that humanity (it's supposed to be very nice weather this weekend) so the zoo is out. Then I thought: the beach. I haven't been to the ocean in close to a year. So I checked the tide tables and yay! Even the tides coincide with a happy beach day, with low tide around 9:00 a.m. and high tide around 4:00 p.m. Perfect!! Usually I would take my dogs along with me, as watching them joyfully play and run on the beach is one of my favorite things ever. However, dealing with them the entire rest of the trip is not. Plus Schmart Dog can't really run and play anymore and she would be sad if I made her stay leashed the whole time on the beach so I think I will go solo. Lots of beachcombing at Rockaway Beach, a scrumptious lunch of slumgullion at Mo's at Tolovanna Beach, some browsing at the Cannon Beach shops, maybe a turn up and down the prom at Seaside. That should clear out the cobwebs in my Cilley Bwain.
I can't wait!