I've been sick for the past three days.
I'm getting better, but am still congested.
Wolfling is now with her dad for several days, and I'm glad.
I really, really need some quiet space to myself.
My house is a mess.
Recyling is piling up.
I have food going bad in my refrigerator because I haven't felt well enough to cook.
I'm not sure which clothes on the floor of my bedroom have been worn and which ended up there after the last load of laundry.
I need to apply for at least two jobs today in order to remain in compliance with the terms for receiving unemployment.
I have not done anything this week to further develop my own business.
I'm supposed to go to Portland on Sunday to visit athenian_abroad, Nick, and Nick's fiancee (who I have not yet met), and then drive further south on Monday for a several day visit with oakmouse. At this point I'm optimistic about going, but not 100% sure.
Emotional and spiritual reserves are low, so my usual grounding and support from that area is not what it could be.
Today I wish I had a time-stop device. I need an extra 24-48 hours between today and tomorrow to further recover and pull the logistics of my life back together.