It’s way too early to be hitting the wall.
It’s only January.
It’s not even like we ran into the wall.
It’s more like the wall jumped up and smacked us across the forehead instead.
As we lay on the ground trying to figure out where the wall came from and why it’s suddenly attacking us again, we find very few answers.
It’s way too early to be hitting the wall.
Repeatedly. Hitting the wall over and over again.
The only solace is that, at this point, at least we know what the wall feels like.
Rich