There’s been a temporary but gigantic upheaval of my sweetie’s schedule this week, and while I know it’s crazy-difficult for him to get up at 2:30 in the morning, it’s hard on me, too. Routine is my comfort and there is none of that, this week. I’m exhausted, anxious and out of sorts, trying to keep reminding myself that there are only 2 more nights like this and then we can start the good schedule. It’s not helping a whole lot.
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