It's just been a tough week. Barry is away on business, the children are sick, I don't feel tiptop myself and the first week of the month is always the busiest anyway - too many meetings and obligations. I'm just feeling all "angsty," to quote a certain LOTR parodist.
I had so many plans for projects to do this week but so far all we've been able to do is drag ourselves from one appointment to another meeting to school to afterschool activities to another meeting and then we all come home and fall on our beds and sort of ooze all over everything. (We have colds.) It's probably a good thing Barry isn't here, he'd just catch our germs.
UPDATE: OK, it's not colds. It's the flu. Ugh.