I'm in a funk right now. (I am also trying to type from behind a cat, whose father wasn't a glassmaker, that's for sure.) I don't know what's wrong. I am just down, and I can feel the anger in the background. I am upset that my house isn't more ready, but I am having trouble doing what I need to do to get it ready. I'm frustrated that I have to go to Charlotte yet again on Sunday, and worried that they'll try and make me stay longer than a day, which I really cannot do next week- I can't skip the riding lesson right before a show.

I'm also frustrated that I have stuff every day of the week. I feel very overwhelmed, which makes me shut down and do nothing, which leads to more to do, which leads to more overwhelmed.

Vicious cycle, that.