I could have told you this would happen. Give me a crisis and I'll spaz for a bit and then calm down and bring it all together. That's what I do.

I'm what they call "Good under pressure". Of course, the minute the pressure is off or I've reached a point where all I can do is wait to see if the next part of the plan is going to work or not... that's when the trouble hits.

And I've reached that point. All I can do is wait. The animals go to the kennel on the first, the movers arrive on the second, husband on the third or fourth, utilities get called on the fifth, dinner with friends on the eighth, see Jason on the ninth, wedding rehearsal on the tenth, wedding on the eleventh, drive home on the twelfth, move on the thirteenth, pick up the animals on the fourteenth, blood work on the fifteenth, see my husband off at some point after the fourteenth....

Lots of things to do... in the future. Nothing I can do now.

Which makes me not quite depressed, more indifferent really. I look at everything going on around me and can barely summon up the energy to go "Meh". I hate it when that happens. Or, I would, if I was currently capable of caring.
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