I'm having another rough week. And a particularly rough morning.
In the one final week that I remain here in Iowa, I need to:
- Pack up my entire house (while juggling a 7 month old)
- Locate a small crew of helpers to load up the moving van on Friday and Saturday
- Locate a small crew of helpers in GA to unload the moving van the following week
- Deal with a bunch of tricky icky financial matters dealing with closing the business
- Deal with a bunch of tricky icky financial personal matters involved with moving
- Get all my personal belongings from the office
- Send my Quinny away to get some extra Nonny(gramma) time in Wisconsin while I am so crazed with matters here
- Make approximately 97 critical phone calls to wrap everything up
- Say Goodbye to good friends who I won't see for far too long
I am feeling overwhelmed, sad, embittered (by stressful situations beyond my control), and at the end of my rope. And while I prefer the Pollyanna-ish quintessential image of the cute kitty hanging from a bit of string (Just Hang In There!), ultimately, I think this image feels rather more apt.
1 comment:
Heya,
The quote that got your brother and I through our recent crapstorm is this:
Non Illigitimus Carborundum
or
Don't let the bastards grind you down.
Hope it helps you as much as it did me :P
BTW, I like the Viciously Precarious Alligator Picture way better than Polly the Vomitously Cute Kitty Cat.
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