Classics...

Here's a classic sign of depression. There is an adorable woman that works at my library. She loves everyone and knows everyone by name, even all the shelvers. She is a grandmother to two lovely grandchildren and is just...sweeter than sugar, if that is possible. We'll call her Minnie. She's the kind of person who asks you how you are and *means* it. Today, as my shift ended, hers was just starting. She sat down in the other chair at the Children's Reference desk and asked me all her "How are you" sweet questions. Which usually, I love to answer. I love talking to Minnie, because she's just so kind, and she really listens, and she never pries. But today, I was evasive. I gave her one line answers and when she gave me the "you don't have to tell me" option, (she always politely offers this) I took it. I sighed, and walked away from a woman who loves me. On the phone, this evening with Marian the Librarian, she asked me how I was and I wailed, "I didn't want to talk to Minnie!" And Marian understood. It's a classic sign. By the way, Marian is over her depression just in time for me to have mine. As I said to her the other day on the phone, "We've flipped." And she said, "We've got to stop doing this!" Amen to that one, sister. Amen.

Good things:

• I finally picked up my sandals and they look just like new! And it only cost $5!
• I finished Sex and the City, Season 4, Volume 4. (I think that means I finished the season. Big is moving out to Napa.)
• I won at least two games of Free Cell.
• I got a card in the mail from Alyssa--it made me smile. Thanks, toots!
• I had gazpacho from Whole Foods for dinner. Yum. (Translation: cold soup on a hot day, YES!)

I guess I'd better start on arranging my fowl for tomorrow's show. So grateful that I have these spurts of witticism in between the catatonic face that just wants this to all be over with (the depression!) Go hug someone for me. Come back tomorrow, I'll have feathers...

And in other tragic news, FOX has decided to show the Simpsons at 6:30 and 7:30 this fall. Keeping Frasier and Seinfeld, DROPPING Friends. It's too horrible to contemplate. I may have to break down and get basic cable just so I can have TBS. (Don't get me wrong, I love the Simpsons. But I need my Friends!!)