Do you ever feel like you are just wading through the muck and waiting for the other shoe to drop? It’s been a while since my last post… because that’s exactly how I’m feeling.
I’m getting by.
Putting one foot in front of the other.
And praying I make it to tomorrow.
Kitchen renos are still in full swing. Last week I finally put the insulation in the walls and placed the plastic over. Then I cut all the drywall and put it up. I am losing my patience to how slow things are going.
Today I go to order my cupboards. I’m tired over fighting with Chris over the color and that they won’t match the old cabinets in there already… do I really care? It’s been five weeks since demolition day. (but who’s counting?)
I’ve been trying to work around four kids and no kitchen sink. Washing my dishes bent over the tub in the bathroom. Making dinners and lunches while running up and down stairs to the basement; back and forth from stove to microwave.
Some days I think this will either make or break our marriage.
But I keep reminding myself… this too shall pass. This is one second of my whole lifetime.
I need to keep things in perspective in my mind because I am starting to get seriously depressed.
I’m starting to shut down and hide behind closed walls. Have you ever felt like you are the only one going through things? That no one would understand?