I have taken on a lot these past weeks.
I guess I had it in my head that after the move things would settle down and I would find my equalibrium. Oh yeah. I would find it, I would hold it close, I would OWN it.
The little jerk is still hiding.
Or maybe I keep scaring it away.
Having three kids at home all summer has been harder than I expected. We would normally be spending our time with friends, people to meet for lunches and swim dates, sleepovers and hangouts. Alas, there was no welcome wagon at the gate when we got here.
In fact, our neighbors are actually moving to Chicago this week.
Was it something we said?
Peter’s work schedule has been OFF.THE.CHAIN. Someone asked me how I’m enjoying having more time with Pete and I scoffed, “More time? The only thing I see MORE of now than I did when we lived apart it his laundry.”
I used to get really, excessively ticked off when Peter’s work schedule took over our lives. He couldn’t eat dinner with us…he couldn’t go out with us…we had to be quiet because he was on an important call. BLAH BLAH BLAH. And I would simmer to a fine boil and then explode all over him.
You know what fixes that? Eighteen months apart!
Now, I’m just glad to see the top of his head at the end of the day…knowing that the kids will see him for a few minutes before he takes off for work in the morning…it’s not perfect, but we can’t complain any more.
My trip to Chicago. WHOA. I’m still a little mentally hungover from all that.
Things that still aren’t unpacked.
A house that desperately needs cleaning.
The launching of a site that takes off like gangbusters is a great thing, but really more work behind the scenes than I had anticipated. Luckily, I have awesome people working with me and I’m so proud of what we’ve accomplished in a couple of weeks. The ideas! The planning! The mind-boggling amount of talking we do.
There’s another conference approaching quickly and I’m speaking there so I should probably get jumping on that one.
We have friends coming to stay for a couple of days this weekend.
Did I mention the house in desperate need of cleaning?
My kids start school this Friday. Peyton in kindergarten, Rachael attacks third grade and Nathaniel starts middle school. Sports. Clubs. Homework. Extracurricular frenzy. *sigh* Another post for another day.
I’m going to find that equalibrium!
If it kills me trying.