I'm tired.  I mean really tired.  I've been working so much lately and am stressed, fatigued and just plain spent.  Jenny and I were saying yesterday evening that we hadn't seen each other since I moved in mid-September.  That's very unusual for she and I and certainly is indicative of how the rest of my life has been lately.

I've not had as much quality time with The Kids as I feel is necessary (for them as well as for me).  I've been trying to go visit xocobra and crew for the last five weeks and have had to cancel each week due to work.  I normally see Rick every day yet, over the last four weeks, have rarely seen him more than a few times in any seven-day period.  I've been trying to visit my family more frequently but have failed miserably at the attempt.  The list goes on, of course.   I've been virtually incommunicado with everyone in my life because I've not had a life.

We have all sorts of projects going on — all of which seem to have very aggressive schedules.

I miss my friends.  I miss my family.  I miss spending loads of time with The Kids.

I wish I could see light at the end of the tunnel, but I don't.  We simply have too much going on and will be overwhelmed right through the first of the year.  With the new year will come more work, me thinks, but I can certainly hope it will calm down enough that my life can return to something a bit closer to normal.