Day by day
Nov. 8th, 2010 09:41 pmI dont' quite think I rise to the level of PTSD but I'm definitely being sucked dry by depression at the moment. I had a major crying jag on Saturday that rather startled me. So, of course, this is the perfect time to have collegium and the feast to prepare for this weekend, and investiture to prepare for the next weekend, and three new investigations assigned at work today all of which are due within the next week [1], and then we plunge into the extended holiday season. But I've written something for IWriSloMo every day so far this month. And the more I contemplate it, the more comfortable I am with the thought of moving. (Although I'm still daunted by the amount of work it will involve.) Life goes on.
[1] Fortunately, the very impossibility of meeting these deadlines lets me off the hook to some extent.
[1] Fortunately, the very impossibility of meeting these deadlines lets me off the hook to some extent.