Let It Go and Play
It's interesting how something can be brewing under the surface and you have no idea it's there until a tiny little thing sets you off into a full blown meltdown. When Norm gets home from work just after 3, I have a few minutes to fill him in on what's going on here, like "there's stuff in the washer that needs to go in the dryer" and he has a few minutes to fill me in on what's going on at work, then I walk down. Yes we are "ships passing in the night", but do not mistake this for complaining, it works for us. Yesterday though, it was a bit hectic for the messages to get through and last night I found out there were still clothes in the washer. At first I was like, "why the hell am I crying over wet clothes, I can just take care of it in the morning"...until I found myself sobbing almost uncontrollably and it hit me. I am overwhelmed. Everyday I try to make dinner while Zoe is napping and Kieren is watching a movie, so that Nor...