Not.Gonna.Lie. This is one of those days. Actually this has been one of those weeks. 13 days until the end of PA year 1 and it is taking its toll. Husband is super stressed, which translates into him not sleeping, eating, or running (all of his normal de-stressors) and thus makes me frustrated that he's not taking care of himself. It's times like these when my advice (you know "sleep, eat, run") falls on deaf ears and there is NOTHING I can say to help him except that I love him and tell him that he can do it.
I have to remind myself that even though I see what he is doing to himself as destructive, that he is doing what he thinks he needs to do to make it through. I think it's times like these when we as wives see our husbands struggle and feel helpless to help them. So here's my plan.
1. Continue to live our life like we always do: In the next 13 days that will include 2 birthday parties (to be attended minus Husband), and 2 T-ball games (more than likely to be missed by Husband).
2. Continue to make Husbands lunch and dinner (even though he probably won't eat it). Yes, I do make Husband a sack lunch almost everyday. No, I'm not Betty Crocker or Suzy Homemaker (I work full time so that we can eat) but it saves MOO-LA and he L.O.V.E.S it. Pretty small price to pay.
3. Ignore Mother's Day: Not ignore it for my mom, but ignore that it is happening because I KNOW that Husband will forget. It is landing smack dab in the middle of 5 finals. Stupid calendar.
That's the plan so far. I'll let you know if it works. And by works I mean "I'll let you know if we survive the next 13 days."
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