Tired and stressed.

Tired because I kept being woken up last night by a fox; they have these really disturbing cries that sound like a person in pain.

And tired because I'm not sleeping well anyway at the moment.

Stressed because I start teaching tomorrow and I'm nervous.

Stressed because I'm currently dealing with a very shrill, very upset Emily; I had agreed that she could go to the next Reading music festival along with two friends, thinking that the mum of one of the friends was going too. Now it seems the mum is not going. So, clearly, neither is my daughter.

And stressed because I don't have enough time to do all the things I need to in order to meet my responsibilities at home and at work, let alone to do all the things I want to.