Sigh

What I am reduced to
(at least the chair is smiling)

It's been a tough week, with mom, moving and work. Sister S has been here, which has been a huge help.

Julie and I were supposed to see a condo in a couple hours, but the realtor called and said there was an offer on it. He'd still show it, but I just want to nap.

We had an anniversary Wednesday and spent the night downtown. Nice. But I am still coming to grips with this move, and still pretty much hate it. I have no traction, no routine, no place to work. 

The job, I feel like -- who the hell cares. 

And the Mom thing -- I'm not in love with that either. 

I'll work on my mood, and that's my final offer.