this week needs to end now.

This week? Is currently making an impressive bid for being the worst of my life. Seriously, I'm setting new highs for stress and new lows in terms of mood. The Former House Shit (tm) just gets more 'fun' by the minute, and I've pretty much lost all ability to think about anything but that, which generally leads to me getting no sleep, a constantly upset stomach, perpetually dry mouth, and a feeling that absolutely everything is falling apart.

Please, world, enough with this? This is entirely enough stress and upset, thank you.

I was supposed to go up to the island to see my dad's family this weekend, but at the moment I'm not sure I can handle trying to figure out the transit for that on top of everything else. Eeeeaaaaaaaaaaghhhhhhhhhhhhh.