I've been feeling a bit stretched thin. Work is new, there's still change happening and I'm still settling into my new role, which is rather piecemeal at present. Things are going well on the socialising front and the getting fitter front (taking into account the temporary setback of illness), which is pleasing, but other things have suffered somewhat as a result. This is somewhat distressing - but luckily, I think that's all it is. I need to do some more paperwork on wills and finances soon, which I just haven't had time or inclination for recently.
I think some of the reason I've been getting into Ulysses 31 again, and reading books, is escapism. Which is all fine and good as long as I don't neglect everything else.