Lo Batt Warning

I have barely had time for myself, of late. I have had time to turn around and fart, but it's been in little patches. I need a "me day", but I also need to unfuck the house, bark the kids into order, write the things, and sort other things out.

It's kind of exhausting.

I need a space to recharge, but there's just no window of opportunity before next weekend.

Which means, emotionally speaking, I'm running on fumes until then. Five days to survive in order to earn one where I just take things as easily as humanly possible.

Advance warning: That day's Instant may not arrive until the afternoon.

It's hard to get going on fumes.