Nothing super new here. H was sick all weekend, but was still somewhat affectionate despite his raging headache and fevers. It was all work, work, work for me. I'm feeling really fuzzy today with new schedules: my work, D5 kindergarten, S3 preschool (which might just be postponed for now), church responsibilities, and then there's all the household stuff too. Makes me tired just typing.
I have to admit to some moments of panic with H's lessened attention to me this past week. I know he was truly ill, but it brought a lot of really unpleasant memories crashing around my head. GRRR.
Still plowing forward with one eye on God and the other on the MOUNTAIN of stuff I need to do, with frequent sidelong glances at the picture of me becoming the woman I really want to be.
