Skip This One!

Last weekend I returned to Milwaukee after being gone for three years, to participate in Art vs. Craft (which was fun, successful) and start going thru my stuff stored there (less successful, but still worthwhile), and to visit people. I really should have emailed more people beforehand, but I was so busy with making stuff to sell, and with work, and working on my novel, I didn't get around to it. If I could do the weekend over, I would contact more people, that's for sure. But my job alone was enough to exhaust me. Due to some legal issue, I've had to print emails (of employees and ex-employees). Thousands of them. All day with the mouse, click, prints, move, click, print. I guess it has made me appreciate how my job normally has some variety.

It could be stress or fatigue, or post-traveling depression, but I've been edgy and kind of freaked out for a couple of days. Yesterday evening I heard more sirens than I've ever heard, last night, along with something else I can't remember now. I'm so tired, I'm sitting here trying to write this and falling into dreams while sitting up (supposedly awake) ...making less and less sense as I progress toward my collapse on the bed, too tired to do this. I apologize for the poor writing and not very interesting anything. I'll go thru this later and fix the nonsense. Delete it all. Plus, too, also too...