Anxiety has finally hit me. My stomach is a bit upset and I sort of dread doing anything more today. I'd rather not take an Ativan. I did two days ago, for the first time in months, and it knocked me out. It didn't used to.

The enormity of what we need to do has truly hit me. Somehow it was easier when preparing for the move to Czech Republic. Or was it? I thought I was prepared enough, but maybe I'm not completely.