I'm back in the place where I was several months ago. I'm running on emergency reserves; my brain can only handle the basics. Get from point A to point B. Lather, rinse, repeat.
In other words, get the kids back to school. Pick up the pieces. Try to put them back together.
Go listen to some good music: "Pick Up the Pieces" from the album AWB by Average White Band. It's bad. It's not as bad as December, for which I'm grateful, but I'm not sleeping because of the pain. And I hate complaining.