The library closes next week for renovation, and I'm at the end of my rope. I've hurt people's feelings, made them angry, and even think I've ended a friendship because of the stress. For the first time in years, I don't want to go to work tomorrow.
But I will. And I will go in next week too. And then I will go to DisneyWorld and try to re-normalize myself so I can come back a productive, caring citizen of libraryland.
I doubt I will post again until we travel. Unless I witness or partake in a great "moving-the-library" story, which I will... of course... share.
Oh, and if Marcus doesn't start walking soon, I may rupture a disc. He's almost as heavy as Athena. I'm developing severe wrist pain from carrying him.
I know... "whine, whine, whine." But if you can't whine in your blog, who can you whine to?