I don't mean for that to sound negative, cause it's really not. I have so many incredibly wonderful things going on in my life right now. But the wonderful can overwhelm too.
And I have to say that this morning reminded me how lucky I am to have someone to truly share my life with. I had a rough night last night when I desperately needed a calm, relaxing one. The largest chunk of my thesis script was due last night and I had spent hours upon hours pondering it and then more hours upon hours typing, checking, and reworking it. I had hoped that, once I dropped that section of my script off, that I would just be able to collapse and relax. Instead I found myself laying on the couch at 11:30 fighting with a hyper puppy and watching Harry Potter.
This morning I woke up before the alarm and laid in bed thinking about my day. I generally have to take my son to school, then rush back home to get ready for work. Even thinking about it this morning stressed me out. So I asked Not-So-Ex if he could handle getting Hunt to school. And he was kind enough to say yes.
It felt so indulgent to spend my morning trying to catch up on laundry... fixing myself cinnamon toast for breakfast and actually being able to sit down and eat... taking a long hot shower... I still barely made it to work on time but, trust me, my employer should be thankful I show up at all (but they aren't of course)!
My life has been in chaos for so long that I sometimes have to remind myself that I'm not there anymore. And I'm so glad that I remembered this morning that I don't have to go it alone. I have a partner to help me.