I have all of a few minutes to post something.
I am so busy this week.
I do not like being busy. Yes, it does make time seem to move faster. Yes, be anxiously engaged etc...... I still do not like it.
Part of the reason why I don't like it is because I am alone. There is no one that will do the dishes so that I don't have to because I have to find some preschool worksheets to print off. There isn't anyone else to help my son do his homework, or give them baths, or even watch them so that I can fulfill my responsibility at church. There isn't even anyone to tell me to relax, it will be just fine.
This is the crap part of deployment.
I tell myself this is not permanent, and that in a few months, this will all be over an done with. But then those few months seem like an eternity. And I feel so overwhelmed that I would rather just sit down and not get up for a while.
I hate these feelings. But they come. And they go. And then they come again. I guess it is all in how you deal with them. Do I sit down and whine and complain, or do I take a deep breath and start working on those treat bags for the preschool valentines party tomorrow? Well, first I write a blog post about it. And then take a deep breath and start getting things done.
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