No rainbows today.

The day started well enough, getting up early, doing all of my fitness, eating the healthy breakfast and setting off for the conference with just enough time to stop at subway for a light and healthy lunch to keep me from the conference goodies. (Kraft was one of the sponsors.)

Half way through the conference the bottom fell out. I felt horribly inferior being surrounded by all of these superstars and realizing that I don't have half the experience or any of the education the others had. It is times like this that I am reminded that while I do have an impressive resume, I don't actually have any particular skills.

So I got sad. I felt afraid and isolated. I started to panic. So I ate some cookies and some chocolate and ordered takeout. Because, as you all know, food makes it all better. I would like to find the root of this particular reflex and pull it out, chop it up, and burn and salt the earth it grows in.

None of what I'm doing makes any damned sense.