Getting ready to move apartments in a few days and nowhere near ready. It's enough to make someone take a quick nap in the closet when no one is looking.

It's been a $#!+astic two years. Not just because of the pandemic... but the wife had a seizure two years ago (which she's never had before; turns out she has a bleed on her brain). Then this past July, she suddenly couldn't walk - has a compressed nerve in her sciatica. It's been a struggle in so many regards, which, perhaps why I definitely understand unpredictable causes for delays in things, such as this Kickstarter. Neither of these two events that happened ALMOST exactly to the date of ONE YEAR, could have been predicted. No signs. No nothing. Both came on without warning. To make matters worse, she's not been able to work these last two years because of her condition; and disability has now run dry. So we've cut back so much to maintain financial floating. But I am thankfully gainfully employed with a good company and good benefits. So that's been a relief. But I am not sure how many threads of sanity I have left to pull on.