I got back yesterday evening from an all-too-short vacation with friends, esp. my BFF.
It wasn't long enough: BFF has moved to the UK permanently & I won't see them for at least a couple of years. I'm both glad they're happy & doing well, & also feel sad that I won't see them for so long.
Also back in my new house.
I really don't want to be here right now. It's chaos & boxes & mess, I can't even walk through rooms w/o tripping on things or barking my shins or having to twist & turn & hurt myself just to get to the kitchen or something.
Nor can I express how much I want to be left the hell alone right now.
Ppl have been coming at me for stuff they need or want from me & I don't know what the emotional version of being touched out is but whatever it is, I'm that.