Well, I must have been making some progress because as the weekend approached, I began to feel excited at the thought of having time to myself. Yes, I had a never ending to do list. Yes, I had wonderful friends that wanted to hang with me. Yes, I have a healthy group of colleagues that would've been happy to grab drinks that Friday after work. But it was just nice to know that I had that weekend to myself and I didn't have to plan a damn thing. I could decide at the last second. I spent every day planning everything down to a T with my kiddos- I loved the thought of just seeing what I felt like doing and doing it in that moment. This was so strange for me. But as a result of all of this, I was changing in certain ways and this was one. I liked having time to myself. I looked forward to it. I needed it. And having that time made me all the better when my kids returned.
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