I am going to be simultaneously exasperated and apprehensive about something that I absolutely should not talk about – and that’s not an invitation to tease the information out of me, either. Half of the mistakes that get made in Dizzy City get made when somebody starts spouting off when he or she really should have known better. It never ends well, really.
This particular bit of foreknowledge should hopefully permit me to keep my mouth shut and my lid unflipped; but if I seem snappish for a few days that’s the reason why. It’s nobody’s fault here. If I do become too snarly, let me know so that I can stop doing that.
[UPDATE: I can stand down. There’s still jackwagonry going on, but it will not have any actual direct, drastic effect on my family. So I can relax! Yay….]