This is blitz week, so all of my energy has been going towards trying to get house stuff done as quick as humanly possible.  It’s been rather stressful.  And then today, my uncle died.  My uncle raised me.  I was very close to him until my niece was born and I became not-the-favorite and I was just never very important again.  My family took great pains to remind me today when I went to the hospital to say goodbye.  I didn’t arrive until after he died because no one felt they needed to tell me they were taking him off life support.  All of a sudden I have grave doubts about whether I will finish this project this week like I wanted.