After a couple weeks of being the only remaining person at work in my area of expertise, I think that the overall workload is mostly manageable, as long as I never take a day off.
Ever since the car accident, I keep feeling anxious whenever I get stuck in backed-up traffic, which happens every single day on my commute home at exactly the same spot I got hit.
E is battling the sinus infection that will not quit.
The cat aches in changeable autumn weather, and then doesn’t believe in sleeping through the night.
M is nearly done with his first couple college applications. He kept getting increasingly defensive every time we gave him the feedback he asked for on shorter essays. Fortunately, a friend of ours who used to teach middle school has been willing to give him feedback and guidance about his main essay. He has been much more receptive to her. He’s also said E and I only get to read the essay after he’s accepted to a college. Fine. As long as it gets done.
Overall, I feel like we’re all just barely hanging in there. Sort of like this guy, who the cat had chased up a tree, and who decided he’d just hang on to this little branch until I got the cat out of the way.