I am tired today. Deeply tired. I've worked for 10 days straight and while they weren't all 8 hour days it is enough to influence the whole days plans. I'm tempted to bitch about it and wonder how people do it: jobs, kids, housework, and still sleep. I haven't done any housework for like 2 weeks and I'm not really looking forward to finding time to do it. Tomorrow is some more work, a flu shot, two vet appointments, and some work errands for Sunday. I might throw a nap in there too since it is my day "off" at least officially.
Still it is all details. The big picture is much brighter. It is funny in a way: We are broke, crazy busy and there is plenty to worry about. But honestly? I've never been happier. I love being a mother. I love being a wife. I love working with kids. I love having a creative outlet.
Sure the mess is maddening, the lack of exercising frustrating and the schedule tiring, but I wouldn't trade it. I look forward to a time in our lives when we could (maybe) afford a housecleaner or even a gym membership again, but I'm pretty glad where I am at.
It is funny. I can come home tired and irrateable and an hour later with baby goat and Mr. Goat and maybe a little bad/good TV and I'm willing to do it all over.
What is it that resets your emotional clock and gives you the ability to pick up and keep going?