Drainplug

It's been a rough week for me in some ways:

• Sunday was taxing to the point of wanting to curl up and go to sleep at 6 p.m.
• Monday wasn't bad, but I was still recovering from Sunday, and spent four hours in a car for a three-and-a-half-hour meeting.
• Tuesday and Wednesday were just head-bangingly frustrating.
• Thursday has been full of meetings on a day I needed to spend working on a newsletter.

There's obviously more detail here thank I can give — friend stuff and work stuff and house stuff. But really, it's just this: I'm weary, spent, worn out. (And still need to write that newsletter.)

And throughout the week, what is keeping me aloft is a combination of time alone writing or curled up watching Murder, She Wrote (what?) and time spent with friends, venting or crying or running or drinking or bowling or laughing.

Day 15 of my month of gratitude: I'm thankful for alone and together, in balance.