And unluckily for me, Drew is now working the twilight shift, 3PM to 10 PM (although let's be honest here, he never actually gets off at 10PM - it's more like midnight or later). I'm grateful for the second income - really, I am! - but it's hard being alone every night. Or rather, being here with only my stressed self for company (oh yes, and two cats).
I'm getting depressed just thinking about all of this. And I'm sounding whiny.
I then remember that we're taking off very very early Thursday morning for the airport, where a tiny plane will take us to Ft. Myers, Florida. This weekend is all about catching up with a few very good friends and taking in as much beach and pool time as I can stand.
So farewell, stress. You are wreaking havoc with my life and so, I bid you farewell.