The choir I sing with is in crisis. The conductor quit without warning, informing the members at the same time as the executive committee so there was no opportunity for negotiation. He had a grandiose and probably unachievable plan for the next season, and did not accept critique from the executive, despite the black-and-white terms of his contract. On the whole, however, I think we're better off without him.

But I so don't need this right now. We had an executive meeting last evening to discuss the choir's current grim financial situation. I'll be in a Zoom meeting with my investment broker at 10 this morning, and at 11 in a Google Meets convo with the choir exec about next steps. I'm tired, having been nudged out of bed by the cat at 0545 hr. On top of all that, I've quit caffeine in the hope of reducing anxiety; I'm on Day 3 and drooping.

The house is dusty, but I cleaned the toilets and vacuumed the library rug. So I'm not a total slug.