I know I'm, like, a month late on the invocation of Aries, and I can't even blame the sidereal calendar, but the seasons are late here in Seattle this year, and the kitchen recovery has just... felt like trying to make progress was impractical while I had this Known Stressor sitting on my chest. That lifted over the weekend. There's one to replace it, yes, but I know that one well and I've managed his like before. He doesn't scare me the way that one did. So the year starts late this time.
