I should be feeling better. It's been brighter & warmer, but I'm still waking frazzled. The pollen isn't helping. It's mainly all the stuff we have hanging, waiting to be handled. Unfortunately most of it isn't something I can do anything about. What I can, isn't ready yet. Some of it's stuff my roomie handles, but she's busy too.
I'm not waking up in an angry, panicked jolt. But I'm still opening my eyes & feeling very overwhelmed & solo. I know I'm not alone, but there's just so much going on. There's a lot waiting to get done.
I have no idea how things are going to playout & that rattles me. It could be smooth sailing or utter wreckage. I don't even know when it'll actually be over or what will be left when it's done.
I hate mornings. There isn't enough of me that early, to put myself back together, before I deal with things. It'd be nice if waking wasn't almost always a bad option.
Cya...
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