It’s another Monday after a weekend of mostly work and I feel like crying. Mostly, I am crying, but sucking it in so I can see well enough to get the damned work done. I feel so tired and worn out. I know Gordon is feeling the same – probably moreso in a way, because he has even more going on than me work-wise, and add the pressure of his Masters to the pile.Aria is kind of a nice name. I mistyped arial today and thought hmm. …sigh.

It’s ‘that time of month’ again – for us ‘that time’ is the time we wait to see if it’s going to come or not – not the actual having of the aunt flo.