Situations like this find me stuck between single-motherhood and hard place. Critter is in Cub Scouts and we won’t give that up for anything. But, any other activity that I want to do ends up being on a Monday night. So, once again my needs end up set aside for my son.
I am not angry at my son or even at the situation of being a single mother. I’m just frustrated. I’d like to be able to have a regular activity. I’d love to rejoin a community band but all the local ones reherse on Mondays. I’d like to join the Othodox Christian Women group but they meet on Mondays. I have decided I will rejoin Yoga; classes are held at my place of work durning lunchtime. My boss isn’t going to like that but you know what, it’s MY lunch hour and I can do what I please.
I feel as though someone turned off a switch and I find myself suddenly unable to deal with stress. The smallest things are setting me off. Don’t worry, fellow reader, I am doing something about it. I just feel a bit defeated. I’d done so well for so long dealing with life without outside help and I’m not sure what is different now. There is nothing wrong with needing outside help though, something I wish I had learned a long time ago. I definitely didn’t wait nearly as long to seek help this time and hopefully will be back on track very soon.
