And then life steps in

So, yeah, it's been one of those years.

I could list all the turmoil and upheaval, but where's the fun in that.

Instead here's this:

The newspaper I've worked for almost 7 years is being sold. What that means for me is ... Uh, I dunno. We have no idea what's going to happen.

At lunch today, Bill and I were talking about it.

Me: Do you see me NOT worrying about it?

Bill: Yeah. And it's kinda freaking me out. I mean, YOU KNOW how you get.

Me: I know and I'm totally not getting like I get. Weird, huh?

Bill: Are you drunk?

Me: I'm pretty sure that no, I am not drunk.