|It snowed again.... yay....|
It's always the time of year I feel worst about our situation - whatever that situation is. It's the time of year I have way too much time to play the comparison game and feel inadequate about our jobs, our finances, our adventures (or lack there of), our plans for the future. It's the time of year when I'm once again in shock by how much junk there is in my house, in my kitchen, in my body, and in my mind.
|Let's pretend this is some installation art depicting February and not the current state of my kitchen table.|
I think this year is hitting me particularly hard because I'm just wading out of the early pregnancy upheaval - the last couple of months have just been about getting to the next day and our routines, our food and all those little things have taken a serious hit. At the same time, we're in a tentative spot waiting for *everything* to change soon - the new baby this summer, the new adventure of school this fall. I like to make plans and I don't feel like I can; it's a horrible sense of limbo.
|This is February|