Hmmmm  I just spent $8000 on renovating a bathroom.  I know it needs it - but ??? am I manic or making a good decision?  Well, yes I'm a bit manic - not the irritable kind but the only sleeping a few hours a night, creative ideas, starting projects kind.  BUT A NEW BATHROOM.   At first I blamed my mother "When are you going to do something about this awful bathroom?" -which is fine, she should really shut the hell up if she isn't paying for it.  But, this is my decision.  I have the money.  I'm not charging anything.  My therapist used to (havent found a new therapist since I moved) any way she teased me about being convinced I'd end up a bag lady.  which I might still.  But I've been feeling so damn rotten I thought what the hell.  I'm gonna redo this damn bathroom.  it really is nasty - and it's the guest bathroom.  I think I wish god would leave a little sticky note on the coffee pot so tomorrow morning I'd wake up and see a note that said, "EXCELLENT decision on the bathroom.  Love, God. p.s. you rock" My agent still hasn't gotten back to me on my new book and if he doesn't like it - THIS time - I honest to God don't think I can write it.  I'm just tired of ME being the one that makes things happen.  I want him to say, "This is GREAT STUFF" - and that would fuel months of hard slog writing.  So bascially what I'm saying is that I want God and my agent to get little cheerleader outfits and cheer me on every day.  Maybe I should photoshop something...