Weekend. Thank You.

This weekend could not have come at a better time; I was *this* close to burning out – on all levels.

Physically, I’ve actually gone for several months without a period (thanks, PCOS!) and this month my body decided to repay me by ‘making up for it’. I’ve been in agony – sheer, doubled-over agony – for a few days. Yesterday was the worst of all. Headaches and cramps and excessive bleeding and bloating and, yeah, VERY PRETTY.

Mentally, I’ve been dealing with a kid who’s pissed off, weeping, yelling and otherwise being angry. I’ve had two other kids who, of course, need attention and love and good stuff and I’ve been so tense about the first kid that I’ve had a hard time being accessible to the others. Which lead to me being kind of weepy and feeling like a big ol’ failure for a few days.

I’ve been sleeping terribly. Waking up multiple times in the middle of the night “just because” and finding it hard to get comfortable.

The house is a mess. There are twenty-seven thousand projects in need of my attention – completion – and it’s wearing me down just looking at them. I don’t know where to start. I don’t want to start. I’m overwhelmed!

There are hundreds of emails in my inbox. I need to do laundry and sort clothing. The kitchen is a mess. My sewing table has been fully neglected.

But there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. And it’s not a train…

Coffee is out in the garden getting it tidied up and ready for planting. We will put the strawberries and the peppers and the watermelon and all-the-others into the garden this weekend, I believe. We’ll get things growing and it’s gonna’ be GOOD. I’m pretty sure we’re going to pick up free mulch this weekend or next.

Oldest One’s clothing issue has been resolved, as of last night, and there shouldn’t be any more freaking out or yelling or carrying on. At least, not on THIS subject. It was unpleasant last night, and there were tears, but we’re all on the same page and we stuck to our guns. This morning was peaceful. There were hugs and snuggles.

My uterus is still in agony but that, of course, will pass. In the meantime I’m mainlining ibuprofen and caffeine to help it along. Since it’s the weekend, I can lie down if a I need to for a while.

I had a decent quantity of sleep last night. No weird dreams, no random waking moments at 3am.

But oh, man, I am grateful for the weekend. I am grateful that Coffee came home early last night. I am grateful for some peace.