I’ve noticed my patience has been a bit frayed lately. I finally put 2 and 2 together and realized that I’ve had zero alone time in 2 weeks. Between early dismissals at school last week and now summer vacation, I’ve had at least one member of the family with me constantly. I’m used to my Tuesdays and Thursdays being quiet. Sure, I’m working from home, but it’s quiet.
So I’m getting buggy. And I don’t really have “girl friends” to talk to. And who am I kidding? Trying to have an adult discussion in the presence of a child is about as likely as running over a unicorn with your car.
My husband is largely unavailable. Between his ADHD and his very busy job, he’s often not able to talk to me when I’m on the ledge. So I’ve started texting him. It’s like a confessional – I get to absolve myself of my nutty thoughts and deeds. It’s ok. He doesn’t read them anyway.
If I ever DO need to be committed, he’ll have ample evidence. Don’t judge.