I'm not going to sugar coat it, it was a rough week here.
We're all adjusting to me being out of the house for over 50 hours a week (including commute time). I think I've been doing a pretty damn good job of making sure there's food for snack and dinner and making sure everyone gets rides to and from activities and we've been relatively successful. We did momentarily misplace the littlest one when she was suppose to be at the dentist on Tuesday (she went to her after school music program, G and I both forgot about that.)
I've been aware of time constraints before but this week, they just sucked. For example, the boys both need new shoes. Monday they had scouts, Tuesday I don't even remember what happened but shoe shopping didn't, Wednesday I work late (shops closed), Thursday I was off work in time to pick up the littlest one from school, eat dinner, go to her scout meeting, and then again shops closed, and Friday the boys were off to scout camp before I was home from work. It's like, fuck how does anything get done? I suppose I probably had 9pm to 10pm to take them to Target or something but sheesh, at that point of the night I'm honestly in bed. Oh I remember why I didn't take them shoe shopping on Monday or Tuesday, I had $4.75 in my bank account. Payday was Friday. So maybe the shoe shopping was delayed due to money constraints more than anything.
I slept 13 hours Friday night into Saturday morning.
I've pretty much come to the conclusion that I need to make time to see a therapist after my new health insurance kicks in. My most lovely friends have pointed out that I really have not dealt with my break-up with S (there was an incident earlier this week, I had a mini panic attack when one of our mutual friends mentioned seeing him in person) and I'm probably in the denial stage about my dad's death too. Sounds about right for me. Another friend pointed out that I've dealt with a lot more emotionally stressful stuff in the last year than most people deal with in a lifetime. Huh. Yeah maybe. I don't really think about it like that, I just write a To Do List and get back to checking things off. Since there isn't an easy To List for dealing with emotions, I just ignore them and concentrate on other stuff. Damnit, To Do Lists, don't fail me now!
Anyway, it's been a rough week.
I took yesterday "off" from doing anything other than talking to friends, eating, watching TV, and goofing around on the internet. Today I have a To Do List but I'm going to take it slow and not try to attempt to knock 10 things off it before lunch. The kids don't go back to G's until tomorrow evening (November schedule is a bit goofy) and now that I've realized I'm not 100% emotionally healthy right at the moment, I'm going to take it easy on myself. No one needs me ending up in a padded room.
I love my kids, I love my family, I love my cat, I love my friends, I love my new job, I love my cute little townhouse in a fun area of town. Overall life is good, I just need to fine tune a few (major? minor?) emotional things. I can do this.