I'm running on fumes over here, friends. This might have something to do with it:
We are currently apartment-camping. It's the missing washing machine that's killin' me more than the air mattress sleeping. We did salvage the small couch for the next few weeks.
To write that there are a lot of feelings swirling around my life right now would be an understatement. I'm not going to lie: this is probably the most intense life season I've ever experienced. I can't remember another quite so…well...intense. I feel like all of the sudden my life got so grown-up and I'm just not sure I aged along with it. And then hubs flew on up north for the week. He's sending me pics of darjeeling tea sipped in the mountains. And Asher's still shrieking. And the boys just called me into their room to try and tie a rope around my head so they could keep me in their room for rest time. Thankfully, I won. 23 more minutes until my break is over. I'm not sure I can recover that quickly, but life charges on.
I should probably just go read my Bible now.
Happy Tuesday to you from my crazy world.