Now the last few months have been highly stressful - I really thought for a while I simply wasn't going to be able to find a place that matched my not totally unreasonable, but still tricky requirements. Because one must in these situations, I soldiered on and got the job done. Same for the move.
There's a pattern I recognise though. I go on while I have to and then shortly after my brain rebels and goes "stuff this for a game of soldiers - no more". I then enter a state of what is essentially rabbit in headlights mode and stop doing stuff.
I am now in this mode.
It's horrendously counter-productive, and actually self-defeating, since it leads to admin piling up and more stress, but I don't seem to be able to stop my brain drawing a line in the sand. Bleh. I wish I knew how to knock myself out of it. There's so much of my life that got put on hold for the move, and I want it back, dammit!