Focussed and blurred

I am tired. There's no light at the end of the tunnel.

BUT I refuse to stress about problems caused by bad management  & I can only do what I can do, which I will, to the best of my ability. 

AND life is still good, because I can come home and enjoy good food, good wine & good company.

The blip is of a pre-thank you gift from the neighbours for us looking after their girls when they are gallavanting in the sun next week.