My sister called last night to tell me my uncle in Kentucky died Wednesday. He was my mother's younger (80) brother. Pneumonia -- the older person's friend. He'd survived Korea and a couple tours in Vietnam with the 101st Airborne, but heart problems and pneumonia got him two months after Mom.

Ach. For whatever reason, I'm not doing that well today. Took a clonazapam (anti-anxiety) early, but I'm not sure it helped much.

I'm having a bit of trouble, too, coordinating Tom's memorial. I'd just like to wake up and have it all set to go... Maybe giving me a chance at some point to just curl up in the fetal position and suck my thumb. (Figuratively speaking.) I'm feeling a bit overextended...as if there are too many things still to do and I'm having trouble multi-tasking.

Dealing with minor annoyances... NEVER give anyone a prepaid debit bank card. They are really more aggravation than they're worth.

Of course it just might be the fact it's JANUARY.

I'm heading over to Tangibles antique shop to see Cesar, whom Tom worked with for a long time, before I go to the Press Room session.