I'm so very tired.
I've moved out from my own apartment almost entirely on my own. Found the time to get all kinds of healthcare and dental work ahead of it all, and petsit for friends three hours away two times during the process. I fishtailed on some slick snowdust and ended up in the ditch on the way back from said petsitting, requiring a runaround with insurance, towing, and the auto repair shop again (and I still need to call insurance so they can reimburse me!), I've driven 1300 miles across the country with only my own company and direction. I've taken just a day and a half off during this process and that was just to squeeze more driving and moving tasks in. I'm helping my roommate, the gal I'm sweet on, move out and in as well because she's a few sorts of ill and needs help. Emotional, physical, financial. We've still chatted a couple hours a day leading up to the move, between and during all of my prep. Which, whatever, she's great, but it's absolutely taxing. And she's going to need more while she's not feeling well.
I'd really like to curl up into a ball and forget the world for a week.
Actually what I need is take a fuckin' sick day as a mental health day and then just play a shitload of video games while I have the house alone, lol. Would help to actually have a desk to put my computer up at, but, well.
Don't try to do it all on your own, folks. Find people you can lean on and set boundaries. I'm lucky to be well and able through this process and therefore in a good position to extent myself to help others, but.