September 8, 2005

I had a meltdown last night. Over Fantasy Football. Not really - but that's what kicked it off. The stress of my husband being away is kind of getting to me. I hadn't heard from him - still haven't - since early Wednesday morning. He was on his way to the staging area, going on duty as a firefighter. So, I had a good cry over my inability to get into the fantasy football draft. I needed it. The auto-draft ended up giving me a decent team - although a few too many defenses and not enough WRs.