The very unfortunate situation we're about to venture into is graveyard shift (insert big frowny face here). Starting next week. I'm really dreading this. I had high hopes that I would be able to handle it, and maybe eventually I will. At this moment, I'm struggling with it. I keep finding myself overwhelmed about taking on so much by myself. It's reminding me of the times I used to feel a deployment creeping up on me. This is obviously different because at least he will be home. Yet there are so many similarities. He won't be home with us 4 days out of the week.
How do I get over my feelings of being frustrated and just feel happy? I should be happy. He has this great job that has so much potential. I shouldn't be complaining. Not at all. Instead I'm dreading it and hoping it's short-lived. Which of course makes me feel awful and so selfish. I'm not a selfish person so if I detect any ounce of selfishness it makes me sad. Yet I can't help it this time.
I hope this passes soon.
If I get too stressed out, I plan to use this. Often!
On a happier note, we may be adding a new furry animal to our family tomorrow! Crossing my fingers it works out. My kiddos are ecstatic. If all goes well I will be sharing more about "it" very soon :)
Now it's time to enjoy some quietness, a little TV and then hit the hay. L waking me at 5:30am is getting to me. I need a good night's sleep. Stat.
1 comment:
Graveyard is never fun, but T always tells me,"ya gotta do what ya gotta do to get ahead in life".
So I just learn to accept it knowing it wont last forever. And it always makes the time we do have together that much more special since its so rare. :) I hope J isnt on graveyard for too long!
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