not the greatest couple of weeks. my cousin sally died, and we all found out just how many people loved her (300 plus at the funeral). work became officially a danger to my mental health. extra-curricular stuff has therefore been negatively impacted (listen, i can't help using words like this when i'm working 12 hours a day, deal with it) and voluntary work is going through a challenging time.
i did, however, have a most wonderful weekend with a most wonderful man, and he succeeded in helping me forget about the whole shooting match until monday morning. but it all came down like a ton of bricks at 9am, i can tell you. got into a deep funk by tuesday evening, but the walk home seemed to help clear my head. and now here i am at wednesday evening, my difficult time, with two EN meetings this time after a pretty full-on day. won't get home until after 10, probably, and we won't have solved the big problems either.
so this post, in case you were wondering, is a reminder to me to say it's only work. it's not life. no-one is going to die if something falls through the cracks. we might go bust/ not get funding/ whatever, but no-one's going to die.
and breathe...