I don’t want to stress eat. This is new.
I came home.
My darling husband had fed and bathed the kids and gotten them in their ‘jamas.
Ah. A relaxing night.
But then…
One kid dropped a full water pitcher on the floor and it broke. While I was on the phone.
Another knocked over a glass of water on the table.
Then the toilet overflowed. After my darling husband went to night school.
Is this water’s revenge for my years of neglect?
Here’s the strangest thing.
I have no desire to eat.
Yes, you read that correctly.
Oh, I’m not naive enough to think my troubles are over. I know I will want to stress eat again. But I don’t right now. I don’t even want to eat dinner. I just want to get the kids in bed and go meditate. (If you know me personally, you are thinking, OMG, where are the pods?!)
I will have a light meal so I don’t end up starving and eating too much later. But this is an interesting experience. Is this how earth people do it normally?
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