Yikes, as if it's not bad enough to be moving but I'm also moving into a separate studio space and it's making me crazy. Add in some pressure like the need to be able to find materials for a class I'm teaching next week and trying to keep the Treehouse presentable so they can show it to potential, ah, renters and watch me run.
Which means it's even more important to have some mental health time. We're heading out to Downieville to see our favorite guy. We're going to work on some projects, spend some quality time together, see some new places and tomorrow go to a Potluck. Warning, I may not ever come back...
After all, tomorrow is another day.