My split personality is in turmoil. Well, I guess that’s kind of redundant since the very nature of having this split personality (of sorts) keeps my psyche in constant chaos. My “loves change, thrives on risk, bring on the challenges” side is having a big ole party right now. My “loathes change, risk averse, don’t mess with my life” side needs to breathe into a paper bag.
My little family is experiencing some significant and not so significant (but still stress inducing) transitions. The most significant is that David has started a new job. It’s exciting, it’s a great career move but it also poses some challenges for us. He’ll be, initially, working from home. That is really an exciting thing for me (and him) but it also means making adjustments to habits and spaces and schedules and expectations, etc. The next is that school ends in just two days and summer looms in front of me. Again, it’s exciting and fun but it also brings change to habits and schedules and expectations. I’m ready for it but not ready for it at the same time. And the last is that my first born will be seven-years old on Saturday. My children’s birthdays always seem to put me into a bit of a tailspin. She’s finishing first grade and coming up on another birthday all in the same week. You’d think I’d be used that combination. Last year, she graduated from Kindergarten and turned six on the same day! Talk about a roller-coaster of emotions! (If she turns eighteen and graduates from high school on the same day, I may need to be medicated!)
So yeah, I’m a little tense, weepy, irritable, lonely, giddy, sidetracked, distracted, nervous and excited. Throw in the lifelong coping mechanism of eating for comfort and it’s like PMS, only worse.
Can somebody please save me from myself?!?!