It’s been a cluttery day, filled with work drama. I’m finally home snuggled into my nest on the couch, though not totally discombobulated, I needed the sit down. Watching CNN trying to get the day’s news; I guess some new Trump book dropped today, at least some commentary, enough to get everyone buzzing. I’m so anti-Trump so am fine with whatever take-down comes his way but on the heels of “real-life” drama, the news drama, the Trump drama is just too much today. We’re in a drama filled world, it wasn’t until I was chatting (long overdue chat) with may Dad (least drama person there is) that I got the name for all the exhaustion I’ve been feeling; it’s the overwhelmed drama everywhere exhaustion. Thankful to have a name to my nemesis, my daily nemesis. It occurs to me, as I discussed with my Dad that I must be some level of a drama person in that I’ve not left the dramatic work situation that’s dragged on for well over a year. I don’t like the drama and chaos but it occurs to me that a truly non- dramatic person would have just left long ago. Lessons I’m learning, maybe I need to be more vigilant in keeping outward drama whether work, relationships or TV news a little more at arms length.