Today is the day of my "hearing". I don't know what to expect. I am grateful it can be done via conference call. (Imagine me having to pull on pantyhose and a skirt, driving to downtown Orlando and trying to find a parking space at the Hurston Building.) I am befuddled that it has to be done at all. I want this all to be over and done with. I also want to use up that half container of buttermilk in my fridge before it becomes unusable (does buttermilk ever really go bad?)
Total non sequitur. Is that me or is it fibromyalgia?
Seven minutes before I call in to the conference line. Wish me luck.