magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

I spent most of today with a headache. In part because of the stress of the impending deadline for finishing all work on the museum, the deadline that is rushing at us in spite of the fact that we're days, if not weeks, behind. And the stress of my impending party, my messy apartment, my lack of furniture, the worry that no one will show up, or that too many people will. And then in part because of the fact that I only had one small espresso yesterday and so spent this morning in acute caffeine withdrawal.

But headaches are a fact of my life, and really neither here nor there.

Of considerably more magnitude, today is my grandparent's 70th wedding anniversary. I'm at a little bit of a loss as to what I can even say that expands upon the simple nature of that fact. Seventy years.