Yesterday was just hellish for me. Therapy in the a.m. and then trying to move offices in the afternoon. My H said he would take care of all of the office move, because we knew ahead of time that I was going to be swamped with work and a previous commitment to help a friend with a competition she was putting on. The work stuff was due dates that I could not change and the competition was planned a year ago, so it's not like I could just rearrange things on my end so I could handle the move. So, on the last possible weekend, he FINALLY started to move stuff, AND he has still not sent out ANY information to clients other than an email to SOME of them that we have moved. NO information to clients AT ALL about the move. Stressed out of my mind. OUT. OF. MY. MIND.

Since getting back in town from the competition, I helped finish up clearing out the old office, but both my little truck and my big truck are full of stuff, and my daughter's car has the paintings and plants from the office. Have to unload those sometime today, and I'm hoping my son will help. Three weeks ago, I had already written the letter to clients for my husband to send so I will send it out to everyone today. It will all get taken care of, just by ME instead of by the person who was supposed to do it a ****ing month ago while I was swamped. ah well. At least he's finally being really sweet to our daughter.