I want to tell my problems to get in line . . . to form an orderly queue . . . and come up to me one at a time. But they won't. I have an array of difficulties that are coming at me from different angles at the same time. I feel worn out. I guess I have to just do what I can do one day at a time.

Right now the property manager of the little apartment complex where I live is creating unnecessary drama. I'll feed into it as little as possible. Problems pass. I try and remind myself of that.

I am tired. I need rest from complications that just go on and on.