I'm ready to start my new week.  I again took the weekend off from writing, so I have some catching up to do.  I see that by last writing on Friday morning I have Friday, Saturday and Sunday to try and remember and find something of import to record.  Of course on Friday the biggest thing was Cortney's game.  It was a really wonderful experience to be there and see her compete.  The fact that they lost didn't really take away much, but I did wish for a different result.  But funny thing is that every game that I watched before and since had a winner and a looser.  Cortney is not a looser and 23 and 1 is a terrific record.  I felt badly for Brooklyn who was competing in her game near the same time and I hope that she realizes that she is such a special young lady in her own right.  This morning before I started this page I saw pictures of her on Facebook and it only confirmed for me what I just wrote.  I look forward to being there in the future when she is playing or performing or whatever it will be that she chooses to put her effort into.  I ended up having to work in my office most of Saturday.  My work had slumped, but Friday and Saturday  (and still today) I had much to do to keep up and get stuff ready to go out to be served.  I admit that it was harder to find my work-week mind set on Saturday, but I did my best and put in what seemed like hours and hours (because it was hours and hours)!  All day Saturday it snowed and I thought about hibernatint again.  But we did not for we both had teaching responsibilities, but would have been to church anyway.  the rest of  my Sunday was really strange.  Sheila had set up some visiting teaching appointments so she was gone when I got home after choir practice.  When she did get home she only had 15 minutes before she had to leave again to tend Robert's kids for what we thought might be the whole evening.  I had eaten and read the paper and came across the information that Cortney had been voted to the 4-A tournament team!  I was fortunately to be the one to inform her (and them) of that.  For me that was quite a thrill, and I still feel a boost when I remember it.  Sheila did get back much earlier that we supposed and we had dinner together.  I had moved the new chair closer to the small tv and horrified  my good wife by eating my meal sitting there watching tv.  I know that any mishap would be unforgivable so I was extremely careful.    After that I was pretty much wasted for the day.  So I went to bed early and now I am up and at it for this new work week and I am finished here with the events of the lasts 3 days.  And I am getting used to the feeling of 'overwhelmedness' that is becoming my norm and while it is certainly  not comfortable to me yet I am started to get used to it and will hopefully learn to use it to motivate me and not to defeat me.