Good Grief 142

Blast beruffled ...
It's a struggle to keep up with myself at the moment.
In my typically uncertain state I just sat tight today - felt exhausted, achy and generally blast beruffled.
We live in interesting times, as they say, especially work-wise .
I had news of a significant change yesterday which hasn't quite sunk in.
It is strange to look back to a point, years ago when, because I took one action at that time, and made a change which I could have reversed after my husband died, but didn't because of the situation with my parents, it had left a curious point ... a place marker in the space/time continuum that now appears to have been filled by something else which is ... well, bloody weird, quite frankly.