Welcome to another edition of Friday Fragments - please visit my friend, the lovely lady Mrs.4444.
And freewriting Sara at Ordinary & Awesome:
I am tired. And I haven't even done any real work at work yet.
My week has really been a mess of fragments.
The stress of worrying about the kids adjusting ... the different driving routes to try to optimize the morning time with the kids and shave minutes from my commute at the same time ...the meeting of new people, new faces all smiling for now, friendly faces all for sure, even my new department, who don't yet know what to make of me ... the energy of keeping a brave face and trying to impress my boss ... the guilt that eats at me while I let the kids munch on little snacks as I rush with the dinner prep ... the bitchiness that my husband has had to endure while I adjust to my new fatigue and launch my Superior Wifeness at him. He's probably happy that he's travelling again today (oh yes, we're quite the exhausted couple these days).
But all is good. I shared with my group that I almost passed out at an Iggy Pop concert, that I snowmobiled in Iceland and that I don't drink alcohol. Most of them figured out the alcohol was the lie. Party on, people.
So I'm awake and blogging, but I'm tired already.
And they do echo softly in the back of my mind. In a very good way.
Have a great weekend.