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PD support group this morning--a long two hours. I grew quite restless as the meeting progressed--I just didn't like sitting for that long a time. I wanted to get up and move--and then there was those who couldn't speak loud enough to be heard. So it was like having to strain to decipher what was being shared--I guess we could use a microphone.

I slept well last night--only woke up a couple of times. But I wakened early--had to prep and get going to make the meeting on time.

We did a share in the meeting--of what we did as careers. Mine was that along laundry list of the many roles I have done--the many things I have tried.

I just downed a V8 and some vital reds--to try and kick start my energy. I'm feeling out of juice after the time in the group--and just want to move past this dullness and do something of substance. I missed this mornings's RSB session--and look forward to tomorrow's but am still stuck in today's ennui. I had a latte and some pastry this morning--which got me through the meeting.