I'm not sleeping well. Each night is more restless than the previous. It doesn't feel like anxiety is keeping me awake, though. I'm not reviewing lists of things in my head or spending time worrying about the unknown.
I think I'm just keyed up and ready to get moving.
I can tell Kim is keyed up too. This morning I awoke around 5:30 and discovered she was in the kitchen throwing away old food from the refrigerator.
My days have been spent with a lot small details. At this point, most of what I've been doing is working on little things to dial in my gear. If I didn't make these changes and additions I'd still be fine, but they're worth doing and I have the time to do them.