Sep 12, 2004 14:45
We had the fundraising event in Palmdale. Mr. Iacocca was a darling man, and I am honored to have met him. He was warm and genuine. (Did you know that his first wife was diagnosed with diabetes at age 23 and died of complications at 50? I didn't know. He told me and teared up. I teared up. In fact, I cried a hell of a lot that night.) I am distracted.
I want to brag!
I want to complain.
I want to say what I feel.
I want to tell you what really happened.
So why don't I?
There's a lot of pressure.
Too many changes came too quickly and I'm having trouble keeping focus. I think I need a vacation, but maybe I just need a routine with a better comfort:challenge ratio. Enough whining.
In completely unrelated news, AVON has a new product called BustSculpt that really works. I have a few bottles, let me know if you want one and I'll deliver it in person.