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Very contemplative weekend.
I can't make big blog posts, usually. I don't. This is plain to see. I get home and I'm dead inside. Why did I choose a job that was inevitably going to take so much from me? I'm always Looking After Others, and my life is a train wreck. Professionally I'm great, personally I'm in a mess of undone stuff that needs doing. I figure I need a month off to get it done, or a personal assistant for a month.
I had a dream where I could sit at home with a cup of tea and just sit and not feel the screaming of all the undone stuff. Perhaps in the next house.
One has been in hospital.
One has been on scout camp and came out of his shell and had a good time. (that's what it's there for)
One is so together that it sometimes makes me feel like I'm fighting for the parent role.
I can't make big blog posts, usually. I don't. This is plain to see. I get home and I'm dead inside. Why did I choose a job that was inevitably going to take so much from me? I'm always Looking After Others, and my life is a train wreck. Professionally I'm great, personally I'm in a mess of undone stuff that needs doing. I figure I need a month off to get it done, or a personal assistant for a month.
I had a dream where I could sit at home with a cup of tea and just sit and not feel the screaming of all the undone stuff. Perhaps in the next house.
One has been in hospital.
One has been on scout camp and came out of his shell and had a good time. (that's what it's there for)
One is so together that it sometimes makes me feel like I'm fighting for the parent role.