We were thinking of a nap – after all our day was very busy, contributing to charities (organizations that should be government determined – such as one providing helmets and body protection for volunteers who save people from exploded buildings), or experimental cancer research that just saved the life of a very good friend, sitting in the shelter, trying to remember if we slept at all between bomboardments, cooking for weak stomachs in such a way that there is no need to turn off the stove if you have to suddenly leave the apartment, doctors’ appointments that get changed again and again as cluster bombs alter our every movement….etc. etc.  

My phone says i went up 9 floors today and it isn’t even afternoon.  

I’m exhausted just writing this. 

To admit there is no one doing the dusting, playing with grandchildren,making lockshen, etc. is very painful to me. (well, i still have a sense of humor) but nothing is really getting done around here.. 

at least you know how unproductive i’ve become

when you think about how big and ancient Iran is, and how powerful, you wonder why they’re screwing with me.