Day at home.
Tuesday, July 23, 2019
So, got home early Monday morning, then went to work on a little over 4 hours of sleep. I did close my eyes on the flight from Chicago to Fargo, but don't know if I actually slept. I was delighted that with my "wait" time at the airports to find that they had Pokestops, and I was able to entertain myself by playing a bit.
I know the tears are going to come. Likely when I least expect it. I know over the next few days, when I am not scheduled to work, I will have time to process. I don't know what that will look like. I know my hubby is concerned about me. Yesterday, he was trying to fix me something for dinner, but I wasn't hungry. I had some food so I could take my meds, but nothing really sounded good. I told him to cook what he wanted, and he cooked extra "just in case." It's hard to tell someone else what you need when you don't really know yourself.
The best thing I can do for myself right now is to live today. Make the best choices I can as they arise, and try not to live in the future or the past.