Last night I walked around the house in a grump. I was restless with my head full of feeling I wanted to not be there. However I don't see the solicitor until Friday so I didn't want to risk saying anything unless she too didn't go to work on Friday. This is the most stressful thing I have ever done. My head is actually holding up well, still in the belief that I can come out the other end intact. 
I sit before work in my van watching the clouds creep overhead and wonder what the weekend will bring. It's all ahead of me. 
I think the office floor at work could soon be very familiar to me.