Every year, I get slight summertime sadness. While most people wait all year for it to warm up, I dread it. I hate the heat, I hate how busy things get, and I hate the change in routine. I always find that the warmer it gets, the more tired and unfocused I feel. It’s times like these that I start to question myself and feel overwhelmed with day-to-day life.
My car broke down last week, and I lost it. It was a dramatic moment for me, but in the moment it felt all too real. I had to figure out the logistics of getting to appointments and work, worry about the cost of fixing my 15 year old car, and worry that if it wasn’t fixable, I would be looking for a new car.
Although I work, my husband’s job is much less flexible than mine, so I take on all of the situations like this one. It the grand scheme of life, not having a car for 2 days is nothing at all. Heck, we even have a second car. In retrospect it feels silly, but I cried more in those days than I have in a long time.
Why couldn’t I keep it together? For no good reason, this small bump in the road of everyday life felt like my whole world was crumbling. That, my friends, is stress.
I decided to take a break and breathe – hence why I haven’t posted in 2 weeks, and hence when I’m typing this post. My to-do list from last week still isn’t finished, and I’m okay with it. These are the times when I’m thankful for my exceptionally supportive husband and my flexible job. These are the times when I need this blog – when I need to type to feel better.
How do you keep it all together?