Today I have done 2-hour overtime work, did small shopping and came home about 9pm. Then gave Mr.Uma his dried food and medicine, had (my) supper and cleaned dishes, took care of Mr.Uma (wiped his face with soft wet cloth to take off the eye mucus and saliva)... then it's past 11pm, no time left to do something for myself, just prepare for tomorrow. At the moment I'm very busy in the office. It's very interesting job, still... this busyness and pressure give me little mental margin. Sigh.