The past few weeks have been a blur of memories being created.
From our family trip to the Black Hills:
To our family reunion weekend:
From my BIL's wedding:
To Hambone's birthday party on Sunday:
It just hasn't stopped. And...it looks like chaos and craziness will just keep coming. Our roof remains unfixed:
We've got bids coming in, and it makes me sick to think that we're going to have to shell out close to 4 grand to fix the "unbroken" side of our roof.
The Mr. is leaving the country for a few days, which means I'll likely need a lot of chocolate, a good book, and perhaps a glass of wine or two to get me through the short time he'll be gone.
Add to that the fact that my oldest is starting high school in a couple of weeks...and you'll probably understand why I'm on the verge of tears lately.
I'm really trying hard not to stress...it just isn't worth it...but, in all honesty, I am. I'm stressing about the finances, about having to be the responsible one when the renovation takes place next week, about making sure everyone is ready for school, about how I am so uncertain about treading these high school waters, that I really wish I had some kind of mentor.
My heart is heavy, also, knowing that we're reaching our final years "with" The Pal. In four short years, he'll be leaving us to become an adult. To go to college. To fall in love.
And I'm so not ready for that.
Four years seems so far away, but it goes so fast.
I need to stop now. I'm crying...