I haven’t been doing too well for the past few days. I keep stumbling over my words, over my feet, and I injured myself no less than four times in a timespan of two measly days. I think it’s just mental exhaustion and the loss of focus. I’m having dreams again as well; there’s just too much stuff to process in too short a time.

I dreamt the other day that I was at some family meeting and my grandfather was there. He was sick and he didn’t look too well and the atmosphere between him and me was a bit awkward. I knew he was making a point of not accusing me of the lack of contact that we had, but I also felt his disappointment. At some point he had to leave and suddenly I realized that I still had to show him my wedding pictures and that this was the last chance he’d probably ever had of seeing them. So I begged him to wait for a sec while I booted up the computer with internet connection that happened to be in the livingroom of whatever familymember it was that we were visiting and waited for the page to load so he could see them. Except for the fact that it didn’t load. The webpage took hours to load and he was getting impatient. And I felt horrible for not thinking of it earlier, because now he had to go home and he’d never see. *sighs*

Anyway, just one dream of many. I’ve had between five and six hours of sleep at night all week long and with everything happening around us, also in the roommate-business that’s been a bumpy ride, I guess I was just starting to wear thin. It’s a good thing that I have a week off now to do stuff in and around the house. The Siriusstraat won’t be all that much work fortunately – at least not as much as we feared – but there’s still a lot of stuff to do. Most of it will have to happen in bits and pieces as we buy new furniture (a closet for books, cupboards for in the kitchen, a floor for the computerroom, and of course the whole livingroomarea needs to be re-painted at some point), but until we get to that point there’s still shitloads that we need to arrange and unpack. Today, it was laundry day. I’m doing my third load of the day and there are two washes hanging out to dry at current. Most of my pretty work-clothes are all waiting to be washed. With the move and all laundry was kind of low on the priority list, so it all has to happen now. And, of course, all the work that I do in the house now won’t have to happen in November, when time is as precious as it is anyway.

I’m really glad that I’ll be able to attend the kickoff meeting. I really need that after the hermitage that has been the past few weeks. Beer and good company, how I’ve missed thee!

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