It’s six minutes until ten at night.
ALL three of the children decided to party / howl / talk / play until WAY past their bedtimes.
And it made me SO TIRED to get them all settled into bedness that I almost went straight to bed and then my brain goes, “Publish. Every. Day.”
But first the news:
- Half a million people may have developed coronavirus antibodies
- Education Council Wants Shorter Summer Vacation or Longer School Days to Catch Up Pupils
- Dutch companies develop method of diagnosing COVID-19 using x-rays
Today was intense. Yesterday was intense. It’s all intense all the time.
I’m not getting suicidal thoughts.
I don’t know if I mentioned that explicitly – that’s the reason why I officially called out sick at work. It happened only two days into the lock down. Before we hired our nanny.
I had a freak out.
Really dark thoughts.
In the middle of the day.
Since calling out?
While I’ve had HORRIBLE days, I haven’t had those super dark thoughts again.
And I’ve talked a LOT and thought a lot MORE and … this week I started pushing back a bit.
I’m headed back to work.
Part time at first, sure, but headed back to full time.
Wish me luck!