It's amazing to me how sometimes just dealing with daily life, even knowing the much greater difficulties that most of the rest of the world and even our country, can drain you.  Yes, I've had a relatively hard few months.  Yes, things have not been going well overall.  But for the past two weeks every day has been a struggle to wake up, make an effort to work somewhere near the midpoint of my expertise at work (not even close to peak right now), and try not to fall asleep at my desk.  I settle for closing my eyes up to 10 minutes at a time.

Partly it's because I'm still captain of my pool team, and for the past three weeks we haven't finished until 12:30-1 am, so even starting Tuesday I'm exhausted.  Partly it's the lack of fresh air in my apartment since I don't dare open my window until I get my window gate installed because of the break-ins.  And again, it's still my neighbor who currently is hooting and clapping like a freaking monkey.  I'll put in my earplugs tonight as always, and yet even when I wake up in the morning, he'll be starting to stomp and slam doors.

Somedays I wish that I had the courage (or stupidity) to blast my TV and radio and cause noise and bother that would equal his, but I'm older and hopefully wiser.  Escalating anything, be it violence or annoyance can seriously come back to bite you, even though I have seniority in the building, but oh lord, it can be tempting.  However, considering that level of noise involves literally having my sounds audible throughout the entire second floor outside my door and sometimes to the lobby, it's not something I would do as a normal tenant to the building's residents.  Normal noise, fine; obnoxious din, no.

At least tomorrow's halfway through the week.  There may be a window gate, there may not, but I think I can try to rest and reset myself physically and emotionally.  I hope.