stuck with a busy life outside the house? I complained about living in Maine, yet I love that I didn't have to go anywhere, ever. I did errands once a week and other than my son's ST, that was it. We didn't even have a church, which stunk, but in a way it was kind of nice. I love being home and I used to joke that if I could shop from home that I'd never leave it.
Since moving to Arkansas though my life has changed completely. I am out every day of the week and usually for hours at a time. School is done between mom running around. Even weekends are nuts where I go all day long. I left the house yesterday at 7:50 am and got home at 6 pm. I am thankful I'm not still working at the animal hospital as that was even worse.
I can't do less because everything has to be done and DH can't take days off. My teens with licenses do help when they can, but it just works out that it all fals on me.
So I guess I need a kick in the pants and need to suck it up, but all I
want to do today is crawl in bed and hide. Vent over.