So, sometime this year, things were supposed to calm down.
I mean, I know that having the holidays, plus the Orlando trip, plus our travel to California, plus a week-long business trip, and all that, was going to be stressful. Plus, of course, there’s the Alpha class, which sucks up an evening of mine, plus absorbs much of Margie’s Sunday and all of her Monday. Plus pre-planning for England. Plus a lot more pressure at the office (both offices, in fact, Margie’s and mine). Plus there are project still hanging out there (Catspaw, for one, but several others) that desperately need attention. Plus I have an overnight business trip next week (again), plus this, plus that, plus some other stuff …
March. March is going to be easier, right? Well, Alpha won’t be over yet. And I expect the job will still be busy. And …
Yeesh.
(Looking at the above list, of course, not only is much of it of my own making, but, to be sure, much of it is made of stuff that is kinda neat. I mean, I feel a bit like Mrs. Howell bleating, “But Thurston, we’re being rescued, and I simply don’t know which hat to wear!” So be it.)
UPDATE: And driving in on icy roads this morning didn’t help, either.