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talyenI don't run anymore. I hardly ever rehearse anything.
I work. I come home, cuddle with the cats, and then fall asleep. Repeat.
The "work" part of the day keeps growing longer. The "fun" part grows shorter, and the activities more limited.
My project goes live this Tuesday. For two weeks, I'll nominally work 12-hour days (which I'm already doing, at least). After that, I should start getting the rest of my life back.
After that, my "life" will be over: Messiah will have been sung, and my choirs will be on holiday break. I'll try to be smart and start back into PT and other self-care again.
I don't even have time to buy my car right now, that's how busy I am. And I finally have one picked out.
I work. I come home, cuddle with the cats, and then fall asleep. Repeat.
The "work" part of the day keeps growing longer. The "fun" part grows shorter, and the activities more limited.
My project goes live this Tuesday. For two weeks, I'll nominally work 12-hour days (which I'm already doing, at least). After that, I should start getting the rest of my life back.
After that, my "life" will be over: Messiah will have been sung, and my choirs will be on holiday break. I'll try to be smart and start back into PT and other self-care again.
I don't even have time to buy my car right now, that's how busy I am. And I finally have one picked out.
