I feel like whining.
The winds of change are blowing, and I'm feeling all nervous and jittery. And I've got so much to get done. And I'm hungry. And my feet hurt. (I take full responsibility for that one, though. I'm the one who decided to wear those heels all day, even to and from the subway, which is a mile and a half round trip.) But my plans for the evening include watching part of Pride and Prejudice. Colin Firth heals all (or is at least really good at distracting me).