I’ve been debating this post for a couple of weeks now, because it is embarrassing to talk about. This is real, raw, and vulnerable. My anxiety is through the roof as I type this. We are 65,000 in debt. I want to cry and vomit over that number. This number causes us unending stress and numerous arguments about how to handle it. Hopefully the people who read this do not think lesser of us.
I have been having a flare for about a week now. While it has been uncomfortable physically to have my legs slightly numb, my feet feeling extremely stiff and numb, it has been even harder on me mentally this time.
We are spending this weekend doing something we usually don’t put a whole lot of thought into. Well, we usually sorta just get daydreamy with it, but this time we are sitting down and really planning out what we want to achieve this year.
We have been in a hard parenting season here. Wild, 4 year old boys are tough. Add in the crappy PNW weather and it can be a bit of a recipe for disaster. Not to mention, someone has been getting a little bit too much screen time lately.
