It's been an off-week. Doc appt eight yesterday morning. Fasting lab. Then drove to have lunch with a friend who is having a serious operation next Tuesday. It was a three-hour lunch. She needed to be able to talk, and I was more than happy to listen. The Honey has been teleworking since her knees are being even worse than usual. Replacements are scheduled. The waiting is pure hell.
I'm out-of-sorts. I don't do well with that. Bad headaches the past three days. That's the stress letting me know it's present and accounted for.
I know some of it is my all or nothing mentality. I spent Monday-Wednesday querying. Literally 9-5. Exhausting but obviously worth it. I've been working on Canary 2 in bits and pieces as this week has not been temporaly kind.
Tomorrow is: grocery shopping, laundry, dishes, trash, cleaning. 😑
Maybe I'll get my groove back Sunday.
Maybe.
Always writing*
...even in fits and starts
