Valentines Morning. I'm disappointed I didn't get to make Valentines with the kids this year. I offered several times and apparently we just had communication break down - makes me sad. Sad comes easily right now and I'm working on lifting my own spirits. I have a morning without clients to clean and sort and I'll feel better if I do it well rather than sit at the computer dreading I won't do it well. Managing life (householder life more than professional life) involves keeping track of so many details - and I am not good at that, never have been. I'm haunted by my mother's old refrain about me. "The child doesn't face reality." But reality has so many levels - relational and ethical as well as mundaned and detailed. Some days its easier to function on all levels successfully. Other days I'd rather be a protected princess who doesn't have to do the hard stuff. But that's not a life I'd really choose even if I could. Enough musing. Time to file.