6/29 Once again overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of things we need to not forget and get right this week. None of them is particularly hard, but just to keep track of them all puts me into a state of stress and angst. I do what I shouldn’t do, but allow myself this week, and take half a Klonopin. Fall asleep in the car as we drive to Newburgh. More sleep on the bed. Then Magic in the evening, exciting games. So cool, I say. No, it’s not cool, says J, and of course she’s right.