My husband left basically in the middle of the night, and my parents left right when we got up. I have been dreading this day at work for a while, and it was about as much of a whirlwind as I’d expected, if not more. Being exhausted and probably sort of hungover didn’t help. But I powered through, everything got done, or at least done enough. The rest of this week won’t necessarily be better, but it will hopefully at least be a little calmer. I had a grilled cheese for dinner and read my book (Circe, which I’m really enjoying) all night.