Summer fun and stress
I absolutely hate complaining about being stressed. We all have stress in our lives, it’s inevitable, and in the grand scheme of things I have the most blessed and fortunate life in every way that shining a light on my worries, fears, or stressors seems like a huge, obnoxious pain in the butt, even to me.
So, now that I’ve spent an entire paragraph disclaiming my emotional state–I’m stressed. Just a little. I guess I notice my anxiety more lately because I don’t have it that often. It’s nothing major, just some work and tasks that I need to complete, combined with wanting to make time do a portrait shoot with Evan, do some planning for his birthday party, CLEAN MY HOUSE, etc. A collection of little things that have started bugging me.
I guess I need to make a to-do list and start trying to knock some of these things out during Evan’s naps, and at night after he goes to bed. The older he gets, and the more mobile he becomes, the less I can accomplish during his waking hours. It’s all Evan, all the time. Good thing I like that show! :)