Still here, still slammed

Five more weeks. Actually four weeks and five days.

BUT WHO'S COUNTING?

It's only going to get busier as the days fly by until Election Day. West Virginia is the new North Carolina: the Koch Brothers are pouring millions of dollars into negative commercials that run back-to-back-to-back on television, just as they did in 2012 in the Tarheel State. They were successful then, and there.

What we Democrats are hoping is that the TV stations and ad agencies who are producing and airing all these spots will prosper, and the Koch boys will get nothing for their investment.

And we're doing everything in our power to make sure that's the eventual outcome.

We've collected seven or eight large four-color mailers (good for the postal system!) flogging our Congressman, Nick Rahall. He's been great for southern WV and has many years of seniority, a valuable commodity in Washington, DC. His opponent switched from GOP to Dem to run for our state Senate, and then switched again – mid-term – to run against Rahall.

I have a meeting this morning, am shooting a short (non-political) video tomorrow, will spend Saturday preparing for a Sunday afternoon workshop and next week will be busy getting ready for a fundraiser for a local candidate.

All politics is local, after all.

My weight is going UP and my spirits are sagging. I intend to reverse that trend with more vigorous solo walks (my husband's pace is several minutes per mile slower than mine), and a tighter rein on what I ingest, without feeling as though food OR activity is a punishment.

It's a start.

And it's about all I can commit to at the moment.