Wake up. Kick Ass. Repeat.
Nothing much to report this week. I dropped my husband off on Friday for a 4 week stint out of town, so I'm single-momming it until he gets back. I'm taking the opportunity to try to get really organized: meal plans, schedules, etc. My parents are brilliant and stepping up, but there may be some impact on my attendance. I was having a conversation with a friend the other day, she's been going through alcohol addiction recovery. She said something really interesting to me, something along the lines of: "I had to re-acquaint myself with myself. Suddenly, I didn't have my crutch to get me through difficult moments. So, it felt like I was really meeting myself for the first time." It got me thinking about some of the crutches I use. And how those crutches may be holding me back. Now, I've learned from bitter experience that making drastic changes to my habits usually leads to impractical results. But if I continue with the li...