Incessant schedule.
Starvation diet.
Wild uncertainty.
Falling apart one day at a time.
Lately I've been doing a new job at work, which means my days tend to start before 8, end after 6, deal with insane stress as myriad toothpick-and-string systems collide, and learn the frenzied damage-control techniques we use to keep it from falling apart.
Lately I've been eating a lot less than I need, as all-plant and Passover-friendly (Ashkenazic variation) have a narrow intersection with "convenience", though I've had a lot of help with preparing stuff in advance.
The festival's this weekend -
http://torontovocalartsfestival.com - and it's pretty exciting to see it happening, though my organizational involvement in it is late in the game.
Worth posting this to let people know I'm alive, while it's still the case!