Okay, so here is the deal. I had kind of had a meltdown yesterday. I knew it was coming. I have been telling Tyler for a good couple months that everything seemed to be too much. The idea of everything I have been scheming in my mind is just too much. The pressure is too much.
It boils down to the fact that I have an all or nothing kind of personality. When I work, I work hard. When I dream, I dream big. When I crash, I crash hard.
To say that the last three years of my life have been difficult is a complete understatement. You all know that. And I have worked really hard to keep myself moving forward. But somewhere along there, things have gotten carried away. I use to write because I couldn't sleep. And now I am exhausted, but I stay up half the night writing because I feel obligated.
I need to cut back. I need to get more than four hours of sleep each night. I need to spend time with my husband. I need to unwind and watch a little TV.
So, for now, I am going to focus on two to three posts a week instead of five.
Photograph by Izzy!
