Tired

Everyone has their good days and their bad days. I am no exception, and today I am having a bad one.

After going to bed late last night - I was just not really tired until nearly midnight - I was awake just before 5:30 this morning, and now I really need a siesta. But I am also starting to feel increasingly overwhelmed by recent events.

I don't know where I want to live, I don't know where to send G to school, I am worried about the sale of the house, and I am worried about my career now that I am a single parent.

The prospective buyers of my house came round yesterday, and apparently weren't happy. Yes, the place is not immaculate, it's not a show house. We have not had the money to decorate the place and yes, it is untidy. Some of that is down to Mary neglecting the place while she wasn't working, and some down to me just not able to bring myself to tidy up all the clutter. But it is just superficial. They would want to decorate anyway, but the estate agent (bless her) has been able to dissuade them from pulling out of the deal. For now. They want to renegotiate the price, though.

If I had enough money, I would rent another place now, move my stuff there and store all Mary's stuff. That way the house would then be empty and it could be seen the way it would be when someone moved in.

Life is just getting me down at the moment. I am feeling lonely and very depressed today. I need to do some shopping and some tidying up here, but I just can't be bothered. I am so tired.