Work’s been quiet this week, which should feel like a relief after how slammed things got before.
Instead the quiet just gives my brain more room to spiral about stuff that isn’t even due yet.
Tried the no-phone-before-bed thing again.
Lasted until I got bored and ended up reorganizing the hallway closet at midnight instead of sleeping.
– sorted through old chargers and cables, most going straight to donation
– found a stack of notebooks I apparently never finished
– the cats supervised from the doorway like I was doing something wrong
Told myself it counts as progress on the move since there’s less to pack later.
Still wide awake after, just quieter in a different way.
Some nights the trade just doesn’t work out, I guess…