I've been a bit lax at posting. This should give you an idea of why: today I worked 10 hours and never had lunch. It's just been one of those weeks. I knew it would be when I left the office on Friday. It hasn't let me down. I came home in a mood on Tuesay feeling both overwhelmed and frustrated. I try to keep these things to myself but I rarely can. I finally explained that things were nuts at work as as much as I tried, I couldn't do it all. If only Paul would get a job that paid what I was paid then I could regroup and all would be well with the world. He patted me on the back and said ok. As if he meant it. What he did understand is that I can't work 9-10 hours a day, come home to dinner, laundry, cleaning and the lot of house work that usually stands in front me of too. So, he and Emma have nicely been preparing dinner most of the week. I usually have defrosted something but it's a step in the right direction and I appreciate it.
I just keep hoping one stress will lessen. And I'm still waiting.....
the day my brain did not blow up
3 hours ago


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