I took some very good advice and stepped away for about a day and a half.
Okay, not all the way. I still tried to practice yesterday on my lunch, but it wasn’t really working, so I stopped.
Since Monday nights have become my traditional long-walk with Stu night, and it was FREEZING, we opted to age ourselves by thirty years and become mall-walkers for an evening. We still got our allotted exercise, and were able to eat guacamole at Chili’s and see a silly movie afterwards. So it was a fun time, and I got some good sleep last night, and I’m starting to feel better.
I practiced on my lunch break, and things seem kind of back to normal.
I still wonder, though, why?