It's gray, threatening-to-rain weather, which wouldn't bother me if they weren't stripping our roof today. The landlord was supposed to give us a week's notice before re-roofing and we got two days, and N would really like to yell at her but so far hasn't. We're looking at major organizational shifts in my workplace, which are going to be the opposite of fun even if they're good in the long run. The smells and sounds of late spring/early summer are wreaking havoc with memory and emotion, my brain seems to be fried or at least not easily coaxed into focusing on the tasks at hand, and I've about run out of coping energy for today.
But Ellen will make me laugh and I'll make it through the day. Who knows? Maybe Ellen will save us all.
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