I've had a rough time getting into the spirit this year. Five phone calls a day from Wells Fargo isn't helping. Do they honestly think if they keep calling, money will materialize for me to hand over?
Kisho's health issues have also put a damper on things. He's getting better but I sometimes wonder if he's going to be a perpetual 10 year vet appointment.
All of this and the looming large number of credits I signed up for next semester are filling the coming months with uncertainty and anxiety. A roof over one's head in a good neighborhood represents the bottom two levels of Maslow's hierarchy of needs. I'm facing the real prospect of dropping down to the bottom of that list in the coming months all while staying on top of three classes and working full time. It's enough to temper the holiday cheer despite my best efforts.
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