Not writing

I haven't written for a few days

Thursday night I asked for permission not to
and last night I fell asleep on the sofa

so

no writing

and not really much to write about today

I am so busy and frustrated at work that I can't see straight
I am tired of being asked the same questions over and over
and pretending to not be super irritated by it.

at home -- I am finishing packing to move on Tuesday

things with Pixie seem to be going well - but I have a feeling of foreboding that I don't much like

I am waiting for something bad to happen

(is that terrible?)

perhaps because that's just how things have seemed to go in this case -- you want good things
but delays seem to pile upon delays
until you can't take it any more

mostly it's the stress

I'm going to stay focused on getting ready

tomorrow is another day