Can I vent? Just for a sec.
I suddenly find myself in the midst of a few weeks where I really just have to slap a smile on my face, buckle down, and hang on. We left NYC about two weeks ago, and since then, have stayed in four different cities, found a new place to live, and attended a wedding weekend. On top of that I’m teaching at a two-week music and theatre camp. And to round it out, my family is finally trying to get my grandmother’s house all cleaned up, as she passed away earlier this year (I didn’t mention it at the time).
It’s been a really full couple of weeks, mostly with wonderful stuff. But I think I underestimated this little life transition and the toll it would take on me. I can’t for the life of me keep up with the clock, and the jet lag just won’t let up. I guess I’m just looking for a little solidarity! Have you ever felt overwhelmed, or like you signed up for too much and just had to push through? I’d love to know how you got through it.
Okay. Thanks for the vent sesh. xoxo