I’ve reach the point of mental exhustion that coherent thoughts are a challenge. I’m physically fine, my head has just been on overdrive too long.
Funny im sitting here prepping for a meeting and eating dry ceral. Poor Sir, our diets are so similar now.
My stomach has been in knots all day.
I just keep saying make it through the work day, the rest is easy. I get my dental work finished. Then a celebration with n and fgd. 10 visits, 2 dentists later.
It’s a little sad, our reservation tonight was for four, Sir would have liked the place. Pictures will have to do and it will go on the list of places to take him, some other time.