I was going to just give up on preparing any kind of dinner, but I pushed myself. I'm glad. I even ground the coffee for tomorrow's breakfast. The sound of the coffee grinder is sometimes like nails scratching a chalkboard, in the morning. I can tolerate the grinder better during the day or evening.

My stress is affecting me cognitively, at times. I felt like I could barely think straight, this morning. I am just so extremely spent. I am and am not looking forward to our trip to Florida. On Monday, we have to get up before 3 am to get to the airport on time. I dread having to pack for the trip. I found a "menu plan" from the same trip two years ago, and will use that and its shopping list. One good thing is that I have a lot of nice shorts to wear, and they all fit well. The weather forecast is very good for Fort Meyers Beach. It should reach the low 80s F most of the days.

My sweet pdoc told me to call him, if I need to, while I'm on vacation. I don't intend to, but it feels so good to have someone like him in my life. Hubby is my my main support, but hubby needs support from me just as much as I do from him. I often think about the time in the future when I won't have this pdoc. I can't imagine any other pdoc in the whole world being as wonderful. I know this sounds like transference central. It is, but who cares.