Stress

I am not sure why or how, but stress seems to find me, trip me, rope me like a calf at a rodeo and then jump all over me pointing and laughing.

I have photos to work on, a new camera to learn, a job to find, an estate to settle, a mother to care for and plan for her future, and ... and ... and ... I forget what all, but I am sure this isn't all.

Anybody a beer on ice?