A little odd. I have some anxiety over the new living room.
I went to bed about normal time, two-ish, I think, but after an hour, I gave up trying to sleep and started on the garage again. I have wanted to have my "project work area" usable all winter. Hasn't happened, though. I get it mostly organized, then some shit like Thanksgiving comes around and I go into a kind of coma where I hate the thought of my life, then fucking Christmas comes around.
As stressed as getting new furniture was, it may have given me the courage to finally get my areas ready to use, again (I mean, FFS, I can't be inside all by myself with all that new furniture), so I can begin my next project. I have actually done all the mathematical calculation and I have actually made all the notation drawings and I have actually bought all the wood and I have actually cut about half of the hardest cuts, but then piled it all up, buried it under other shit.
Today, I have rescued that project (a multi-chamber air pump, probably ninth order, which will be used to as an outside subwoofer), which I have only barely touched since October.