I have worked every day save two since frigging Easter, which is why I have been so quiet over here. It's been a dull slog between work and home while I grimly try to wedge chores, exercise, garden, pets, and sleep in between the two. Mostly I feel like I am failing at all of them, and I have given up completely on a lot of things, like books, friends, and art, because right now I don't feel like I could stand to fail at those too.
But! This is temporary; really, truly not so much longer now, and I am amassing a big, exciting (to me) backlog of ideas and projects for when I have more time. And I do get to go to Portland very soon, so check back again because I am pretty sure I am going to want to write about that. Unless of course I spend the whole trip crashed out in the hotel, which I am a little afraid will happen.