To Cry or Not to Cry

I have been such a cry baby this week! I think it's the amount of stress I'm under. My husband had surgery a week ago today and things have been rough around the house. He can't do anything with his right arm, which means that just about all of the housework is on my shoulders. I don't mind doing it but it's a lot for one person who works full time. 

I've always admired the strength of single parents but this week has all but put me in their shoes. I'm so glad that I don't have class right now. I know I couldn't handle that on top of everything else going on. I haven't done anything with my routine except eat what I want when I want it. I knew this was going to be rough on me but I didn't realize just how rough it was going to be. 

Part of me thinks that it's rough because my husband has made things so easy for me. Think about it; he usually does all of the cooking, the laundry, and most of the cleaning. Monday through Friday I basically go to work and come home. There's not much for me to do by the time I get home because he's already done it.

Tomorrow we're headed back to Baltimore to have his stitches removed. The boys don't have school tomorrow so it's going to be all 4 of us. We're leaving the house around 6 am tomorrow so it should be a fun day (imagine the sarcasm in my voice while I roll my eyes). I'm hoping that tomorrow is the last day I have to miss work for a while. I'm so far behind it's going to take me a few weeks to catch up!

It's time for me to get going. Dinner is almost finished and I'm hungry. At least the boys have to go to bed early tonight so they can get up early tomorrow. Maybe I'll have a few extra minutes of peace and quiet; God knows they haven't been quiet since I've been home. 

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