I'm still having cognitive breaks (time slices where I know I was doing a thing, but don't recall doing it) so I know I'm carrying a load of strain. I did get a nice feeling of relief when I found that my son's application for middle school did get accepted past the deadline. I'll pick up a bottle of wine to give Lisa for hand carrying that over to the office manager's home.
Whew.
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