as of last night, there was still no movement in the packing department. his large coffee table is taking up most of the front room, with all of the boxes and styrofoam from my new furniture on top because recycling day is a week away. his tv table is in front of my stuff so i can’t get to anywhere easily.
this morning, i worked from home because i needed to get an update done before a business opened. when he came downstairs i got sad and told him that he needs to get packing.
then i came to work to realize that i had missed a 10 am phone meeting. and a whole bunch of shit started flying. and i don’t feel like i have control of anything and that makes me extremely anxious.
it makes me worry about when i need to have schedule flexibility for the dogs because i feel like i’m not as effective when i’m at home.
and i’m still coughing a lot and my ear is still plugged and my stomach is in a knot and my mood fluctuates so quickly that i feel like i’m on a boat offshore in the waves and i can’t find anything to grab onto.