May was one of the more whirlwind months I think I’ve ever experienced. It started with JD and I going to another province to help his elderly aunt move into an assisted living facility, and ended with us having to deal with her estate and all the stuff we’d moved only a couple of weeks before. Truly a roller coaster on many levels. We’re both feeling physically and emotionally drained (JD much more than me, naturally).
Aside from the obvious of not getting anything done because we were out of the province for 3/4 of the month, there’s the added complication of inherited stuff. Not much, but still 4-5 banker boxes that have appeared in my living room.
I know it’s extraordinary circumstances, but the result has been a feeling of futility. Yes, there was actually room to put the boxes so they’re not in the main traffic path, but now that lovely freed-up space is gone. I know I need to be less fragile about it all, but it’s discouraging how quickly progress can vanish. *poof*
Oh well, off to plug away at another room for a bit.
The good news is that the number on the whiteboard has decreased from 6000 to 5669.