The stress is beginning to creep in.
And the more stressed I feel, the more stressful stuff I'm being given to juggle.
Car issues. Kid issues. Pet issues. The fact that my house is destroyed (again) and there doesn't seem to be a clutter-free square inch in the entire place. I've got a kid-checkup and a pet-checkup both scheduled for tomorrow, we now have one car, and the one car needs to be taken to the dealership to have the spare tire put back where it belongs under the car instead of in my trunk.
And that's on top of the normal, everyday level of stress that sends me into the dojang to pummel things just about every day.
Back to cleaning the house. It's now midnight. Maybe I'll get to bed by 3.