A busy year. I am not having the best time at work. I am having problems with anxiety and depression and the help I’ve received so far is only sort of working.
I can’t get my crap together – being dragged down by pain from fibromyalgia as well as spine and nerve problems. I figure I’m doing well actually getting Miss 9 into her uniform and off to school with a packed lunch.
Part of trying to look after myself (hard as it is) is me deciding I will cut back on committee service. I’ve left one, and another one I will finish with this week.
I guess I need a holiday and a job that makes me happy.