One time, our anxiety-ridden puppy tore through a window screen onto the roof as we were leaving the house. The Husband sprang into action to save her and I just froze. Because that’s what I do under pressure or in emergency situations. I freeze. I’m not proud of it, but it explains why I’ve been so neglectful as of late.
I’ve been in a work-induced coma and I don’t expect I’ll come out of it until March 30 when two of my big projects are put to bed. Don’t worry, I just punched myself for using the phrase “put to bed.” Also, I’m working really hard to compartmentalize the various pieces of my life so that one doesn’t completely overwhelm me, like my job is currently doing. I really want to be more carefree, you know?
I’ll try my absolute hardest to be as consistent as possible on the blog over the next few weeks, but I really appreciate you guys not writing me off completely. Kthnxbai!
Lonely Wife Project 