For me, it just turned it all upside down. Nothing is routine anymore like it was before this beautiful child went missing. I only joined this site on July 26, 2008 after I was searching for information for my blog. Based on the number of posts I have done, it appears I am totally obsessed with Caylee's disappearance. There are days I am still in my PJ's while eating breakfast at dinner time. Sometimes not taking a shower so as not to miss the latest news on Caylee. I am on the computer, with some many links open and my desktop looking like it exploded with icons so I can reference this, or that. I have two TV's on, so if I walk out of the room I don't miss any news. I record other news shows so I can peek at them to see if they are reporting any that I missed. My little dog feels neglected as he brings me his toys and places them at my feet in hopes I will stop and play with him There are days, when I open the crate to let my dog out, he doesn't even come out as he sees me go directly to the computer, which is in the same room as his crate. Yesterday, (Tuesday) after waiting for the news briefing, my computer locks up and the briefing is no longer live. I look all over and ask for links to the briefing knowing fully I have to get to Pet Smart to get my dog some dog food. He had about 5 pieces of dog food in his bowl. But I wait and wait, find it, look at it, reacts to it and finally I had to go for food. However, the heavens opened up with a terrible thunderstorm in Florida, flooding the streets almost instantly. But I had to go, and off I went. I have already contacting the media reports on-line, reprimanding their reports of speculation on "sources said, local investigators, confirm this or that". My first though is Caylee when I start my day, like so many of you, as well as my last thought before I sleep, and even dream of things while sleeping only to wake up and write them down on the pad next to my bed. When I woke up briefly around 5:30 AM this morning, I decided no, go back to sleep. I wasn't fully asleep when Caylee pops back in my head. Then I see vials of medicine with syringes with a hospital background in my vision. Once that came to my mind, I just got up! I only wish Casey was a tormented as I am and all of you over Caylee. Maybe then and only then would Casey come forward so we can find Caylee. I couldn't continue on with my day until I blog this! Sad, so very sad how Caylee has affected all of us so deeply!