Ever had a sadness deep inside that you just can't seem to shake off? This time of year almost always does this to me.
I don't know if it's fatigue or just a deeply rooted wish that things could be simple. No arguments, no silent tension, no feelings that what you're doing isn't approved of. I could go on but that would be pointless.
I should be happy this time of year; but all that I can think of is: "Do I really have to?".

Levi has been having panic attacks for about a week now and this morning we ended up in the ER when his blood pressure spiked to 184 over 120 at 5:30 a.m. Not my preferred way to wake up for sure. They gave a diagnosis of panic disorder. While I'm glad that we know what's wrong now, I can't help but worry about how in the world we're going to pay for an ER visit on top of everything else! (And they say that free health care would be a really bad idea, have they taken the time to talk to those of us who can't afford health insurance?).
Anyway, I called about a temporary data entry position at one of the tax offices for the tax season so hopefully I'll hear back from them soon.

My little man Trav is 6 months-old now, and Zoe is 2 years-old. I can't believe how fast the time is flying by. Soon they'll be teenagers...ewww. lol