It's probably stress. Health things, house things, all taking up a lot of my time and money. It's not as bad as living in one of the hurricane or fire areas, but still--my fucking house is breaking in half! There's no good way to spin that!
Garage repair is next week. Going to have to watch them like a hawk because it doesn't look like their salesman communicated well with the main office. Bob is supposed to get the garage stuff moved out of the way this week. I'll be parking outdoors for awhile.
Will write more about Queen's Prize when I'm feeling better.
Autumn is finally here, thank goodness. Weather is supposed to turn cooler this week. Stupid oak mites are back, but at least the summer is closing out.