This morning I awoke to the news of yet another snow storm coming our way. There must be people in other parts of the country ,or in that regard, just other parts of the state that are laughing at us right now. 3-6 inches doesn't a snow storm make. Try living in someplace like Fargo where a snow storm actually means 3-6 feet. Now that's a snow storm. Yet, here we are scrambling to get that last gallon of milk and fighting over that snow shovel or bag of ice melt at the home depot. I myself am trying to re-schedule my meeting in Manhattan from tomorrow to today. Anxiously awaiting a return phone call, I am dumb-founded to realize that every time I have a meeting with these people it falls on the worst possible days, weather wise. I truly hope the call comes in soon. I need to dress and fluff and all that good stuff and the ride in is about an hour. I am sitting in Roger's living room with nothing I need to start my day, no face cream, no clothes, nothing. Unexpected, we did so much yesterday and just literally collapsed in exhaustion last night. I have good feelings that this case will end before the summer, my attorneys, God bless them, are planning an all out attack on just everybody involved. I can only pray that everything works out for me and that I can finally put the past behind for once and for all. It truly has been nothing short of tumultuous and stressful for the last three years. I need closure and to move away from this for good.

And the phone rings and it's him...what a freaking surprise. I just might have to go into the city by myself. Guess I'll just have to wait and see. It sometimes truly stinks to be second in line with everything.

Back to me. Roger and I met a man yesterday that could possibly have an opportunity for me to do what I do best...write. I just have to send him somethings that I have written and hope for the best. Cross your fingers. And, to my utmost surprise, Roger told him I was an incredible writer. Nice endorsement. We'll see.

So the skies outside are grey and low and it has been over an hour now and no return phone call. I have to be grateful for the little things and just the mere fact that I am sober still and with him.

Ok, my friends, that's all for now. Ciao and have a nice day.