(Hey, I’m so glad that no one else had an opinion on that last post. Heh. Y’all are pretty.)
This morning was one of those times when I actually had to choke back a sob when when the alarm went off, because it felt like I’d JUST gone to bed. This week has been overwhelming with too much work, too many places the kids need to go, too little time to sit and talk to my husband, too many late nights doing absolutely nothing you’d want to stay up late doing.
And the thing is, I think I’ve done pretty well, here. I’ve weathered a new marriage, new home, new town, new state, new school for the kids, new work, new church, new PTA, new friends, new responsibilities and even new local insects. And I don’t ask for much in return; it’s not like I want a medal or anything. I mean, maybe a cookie or something, but whatever. I HAVE HELD UP ADMIRABLY, is all I’m saying.
But, dude, I have had MONTHS in which to adjust and manage and figure out how to juggle all of this. It has been a struggle, at times, true… but I think I FINALLY have a handle on everything. I mean, I DID.
But now? Now my entire life is about to be turned upside-down again.
I mean COME ON. I just don’t think it’s possible to do everything I’m doing AND WATCH TELEVISION, and Grey’s Anatomy premieres tonight and then everything else I watch is starting up again, too, and the math, it doesn’t add up. Something’s gotta give.
With two mortgages, it certainly can’t be work. That would be crazy.
And believe you me, I have TRIED to lose the kids on occasion, but they’re very sticky so that’s just about impossible.
I sure am going to miss Otto. During the commercial breaks, anyway.