Trying to prepare

OK, so I'm home. I've taken several deep breaths and a couple doses of anxiety medication to get me here. This week I refused to let myself feel the grief that I knew was there because I knew I wouldn't be able to get up and move forward every day if I let it overtake me. But with two days off, and a short work week coming, I plan to wallow tonight. I'm pretty sure I've managed my leave of absence over the holidays so that I can just try to survive. Think good thoughts for me for Monday and Tuesday.