not necessarily in this order

  42 days post-surgery. Crutches and shower stools and scars and swelling. A house I never lived in but somehow own went on the market, got oh so many offers, and hopefully closes on Thursday. A too-soon return to work (leading to a chest cold and exhaustion) and an immediate organizational change and so much stress and feelings. 3 dance competitions that involved a knee scooter, a wheelchair, hotels. tears of joy and sadness from Lil Momma, and way too much takeout. A cold and a pinched sciatic nerve. I thought I'd write more during this time, but I've been stuck. Stuck in a chair, stuck in my head, stuck in this moment. This is a big week: follow-up at the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow where I hopefully get cleared for the next part of this and then  start PT and close on my aunt's house on the same day later in the week.  I'm taking both of those happening on the same day as a sign from the Universe that it's time to start moving on and into what is next.  Wow, tha...

It is a Friday night and LM is at the school dance and the Mr. is at a bar next to the school dance with all the dads just in case someone wants to leave early. I just finished a book and am sitting in a quiet house, which is a gift but I have this busy mind, haha sigh. Here are some hot takes and real talk from this moment! The bee paper I found at my aunt’s seemed to point at my buzzing mind, haha! I am two weeks and change away from this ankle and foot surgery. Is it bad that one of the things I’m most worried about is not working for 2 1/2 weeks? Since the pandemic, I’ve talked a big talk about having better boundaries with work and not having it be my identity… but, the idea of not working is really freaking me out! I haven’t taken 2 weeks off in a row since I had Lil Momma and was on leave. Obviously, I have more work to do (pun intended, sigh)… Things are moving on clearing out my aunt’s house, but I am at the point where I have to make big important decisions about whether or n...