Under the weather

M's home sick today, and possibly tomorrow. Last week's stress caught up with him as a sore throat. Calling in sick is more complicated when your Monday begins with a plane flight, so he had to get up early anyway. Unable to go back to sleep in the ridiculous bright of mid-morning, he's now puttering around the house while I weather our weekly call.

I'm still worn out and fatigued from last week, too. The money panic has died down to a healthy mistrust of corporate policy. Freaking out about it, asking pointed questions at the meeting, and hearing how other people's financial situations are affected by this put our own financial position in perspective. I suppose that's the silver lining. :)

Things are uncertain at the moment. Pick any sector of life, and there's something up in the air. All the same, we keep making plans and moving forward. One of the great benefits of being far too busy with work is that I have such limited time and tolerance for optional drama. It may make my outlook on some situations somewhat mercenary, but it ends up protecting my family better in the long run.