I know that everything is relative, and that when you've been spinning your wheels at breakneck pace on two work projects at once, suddenly having only one to think about for 10 days feels almost impossibly luxurious.
I know that I am much more short-tempered with my kids at the moment than I want to be, and that I have to address this properly soon. They don't deserve my crankiness, and it makes me unhappy to be this way with them.
I know that I'm excited that we are getting a brand new and hopefully effective air conditioning unit installed next week, to prepare for summer, which feels like a tangible reward for all my working (it's being paid for out of my earnings!)
I know that I am really, deeply tired, and that November will need to bring me a downshift in commitments - and, sad as I am to say it, no NaNoWriMo, as I just will not have the energy or headspace for it this year.
I know that I think about - worry for - some of my online friends every day, and that the connection I feel to them (and others) puts the lie to this idea that people don't make "real" bonds on the Internet.
And I know that this is just a few of the things I know.
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