And I don't even have PMS.
After Son#2's toothache and then frantically trying to find a dentist without a waiting list, I drove home with the boys and the realization struck me that my life is crisis-driven.
I don't operate from a point of calm and being in control.
I live reactively: A crisis pops up [all the time], and then I react to it.
Nothing is set out and planned from the start up.
I had a long, tearful conversation with my wise mother on Wednesday.
She told me that I will have to learn how to think differently - or not think at all - if I'm to survive.
I know that change is necessary - vital even.
But today I don't know where to start.
I won't think on it too much though - which is already a good beginning.
Have a good weekend!
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