I was so impatient for Bo to get home today. I wanted to just get in the car and go somewhere ALONE so bad, I can't even put into words how bad. I am BURNT OUT.
Of course when Bo finally did get home I was feeling so guilty, especially about the idea of leaving him with the kids, that I didn't go anywhere.
I haven't been alone in a LONG time. A long one. A really Really REALLY long time.
When times get like this I often think of the pioneer women. I'm sure they had hard times too, and those poor women didn't even get to fantasize about the idea of getting in a car and going to the store. Nope. Stuck out in the middle of nowhere with no phone to call friends or car to drive. How did they do it?
Then I think "Gird up your loins" and "endure to the end".
I think my parents have drilled the whole pioneer heritage in me a little too much.