Yesterday was a pretty hellish day. Depression plus a large amount of pressure is not a good mix. But I did what I could and let the rest go. And yes, there were fairly severe negative consequences for what I could not do.
What I wasn't expecting was to hear squirrels chittering away while I tried to sleep. I'm not sure if they're roosting in our gutters (or somewhere else external) or if they've found a way inside the roof. It was very localized, so I don't think they've managed to get inside the actual house.
I asked Dave if he would call a service to deal with it and his answer was that he didn't feel comfortable with that.
My reply: I'm not going to be able to deal with it for at least a month. So if you don't, they will have time to do damage and if they go into hibernation, the service might not be able to get rid of them.
I don't know if he'll deal with it. (And I am well aware that the squirrels can do significant damage but this is the point: I am overwhelmed and do not have the energy or time to cope with what is already on my plate, let alone anything extra.)