I haven’t been sleep­ing well late­ly. At night I wear an anti-brux­ism splint (made of ther­mal active mate­r­i­al to elim­i­nate met­al clasp­ing), and this pre­vents the occlusal sur­faces of my teeth from wear­ing down. Unfortunately, this does­n’t pre­vent the actu­al act of grind­ing, and some­times I still wake up with lock-jaw.

Ever since the begin­ning of the year, things have been along mov­ing quick­ly, both good and bad. On top of that, most of it has been hap­pen­ing all at once, leav­ing my emo­tions in a rather unset­tled state.

Everything feels like it’s some duo­tone greyscale.

It’s not that any­thing is wrong, but there’s been a lot on my mind, espe­cial­ly with the upcom­ing move. I have to get the walls trimmed and washed before paint­ing them. I have to get the locks changed and dim­mer switch­es installed. I have to find the per­fect desk and reclin­er for my room. I have to make sure that the phone and cable is installed. I have to adjust to a new set of month­ly (some­times bi-week­ly) pay­ments for insur­ance, hydro, heat, con­do man­age­ment, mort­gage, and prop­er­ty tax. I have to relax and take one thing at a time.

Hopefully, things will be set­tled by mid-April.