|If you could see how I look on the inside, it might look a little something like this.|
I just realised I have not had one hour by myself in over two weeks. It might not seem like that big of deal to some people but I used to spend most of my time by myself so it's a pretty big deal. Even in High school, when other girls would get together to go shopping or out to eat, I would go by myself. I know, loner-e sounding right? For some reason I just really need that time with myself, by myself.
I used to have about one hour at the end of each day but since Ty has been getting home earlier My "moment" has been shared. Which hasn't bothered me until just now when I'm wondering why I feel so dang cranky. I blame half on Mr. inflamed Thyroid, and half on lack of date time with myself.
I think for mothers day all I want is a day off. No phones, no people, just me. Does that make me a bad mom/wife?