I made it through a week from HELL. Little miss spy got on IM this morning from her vacation to see how I was doing. She asked if I was ok and my response was,"That entirely depends on your definition of ok. I'm still alive."
I have a 3 hour drive back to my hometown again tonight for weekend 2 of 3 in a row. I'm exhausted. I got in bed at 7:30 pm last night. No, that's not a typo, I said 7:30! When I make it to January 1st I'm going to sleep for a week straight.
When I get up, I'm hoping this last year and a half will just seem like a bad dream and I'll have the energy and positive attitude to start the next chapter in this crazy life of mine.