My existential crisis that is. That heap of tulle partly represents a Halloween garland I’ve been working on and partly what my brain feels like at the moment only a little more organized. The tulle is more organized than my brain that is. I was really productive today and I thought I might get this done too but I’m putting it aside from now and watching an old movie on tv because I think my brain just needs a little break.
I started out stressed this morning because of a mix up at work. I got that sorted out and banged out a ton of work with Ben and Chase both out of the house but at the same time I had all that quiet space to think and let the worry sink in. The worry that we’ll have another baby here in less than 90 days. We haven’t made a single decision. Forget about paint. We haven’t nailed anything down. We need to look at finances and make some hard decisions. Have I mentioned how little I’m looking forward to this? But we’re running out of time and it has to be done. What will I do with myself?
I guess for tonight I’ll let myself off the hook one more time and be content to sit here and rub my belly a little.