Weekends are not always easy. Today was a hard day. A day where I felt more alone than usual. More stuck. “Struggly,” as we call it. Today has been an especially struggly day.
Lucky for me, I got to take a little bit of a break to crochet alone, and then Cher came over, brewed coffee, and painted my nails. The poor girl did not have a lot of nice fingers to work with, but she was soft with me, and I felt relaxed.
Even now, I’m able to sit and breathe and blog in the living room, free of any and all responsibilities. Even if just for a time, I treasure these rests.
Did you guys know I’m coming up on a big milestone with this blog? I’ve been considering redoing the whole thing. Or even just calling it quits, for fear that its getting boring and mundane. I don’t want to make big decisions when I’m feeling the way I’m feeling. But I also don’t want to beat a dead horse. Anyway.
Today has been hard. Sleep will help. Tomorrow will be better. It always is.
Nachos for supper once the kids are down.