I'm sitting at the local coffee place, staying out of the way while the cleaning crew does it's thing. They came after 9:00a.m this morning and have been at it since. I'm also working on less than a goodnight's sleep and it's that time of the month. I need coffee and chocolate, quickly. Fortunately the sell both here. The lack of sleep and that time of the month has made every feeling more intense, especially the level of frustration I'm feeling with all the Passover preparations. It's like I'm not being heard or acknowledged. I know so what else is new? I just really lost it last night when I was cleaning up from the day and this morning when I tried to explain to mom that I couldn't make my nicely planned out lunch because the cleaning crew was in the kitchen and everything was upended. I thought I was making myself clear but mom seems to be having cognition difficulties that just add to the increasing level of frustration I feel when I have to repeat myself over and over again. Of course she won't acknowledge that this is a problem and sis mentioning it to her, forget it. Sis's head is so in the clouds that she's has no idea what's really going on. I just cannot wait until Passover blows over so I go back to my usual semi-chill life. Job-wise, I found some good prospects in the last few weeks that were worth sending out CVs. They combine both architecture/historic preservation and social media. Yeah. What would make me really happ is an interview. Just give me and day and time and I'll do the rest. It's a good thing I have the blogger and pinterest apps on my iPad., insta-show and tell. Anyway, one more week to go and then it's time to come out of hiding.
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