Yeah, I'll rest when I'm dead.
In addition to the health, work and school blues, we've got some additional foolishness from a now unmedicated (and unhinged) roommate.
I could handle work, health and school if home were okay. However, the door-slamming and the occasional hysterics on the phone are starting to wear me down a bit. Tried talking to her about things before, but got my head bitten off. Am now completely ignored. This makes for a somewhat stressful environment where it's hard to concentrate or relax.
Thank heavens for knitting and the cats.