Let me start this off by saying… I LOVE MY JOB. Anyone that knows me knows that to be a fact. HOW.EV.ER… I work one day a week. Mondays. That’s it. Sometimes there’s an occasional Thursday or Friday thrown in the mix but it’s rare. That being said… I have worked all but 2 days in the last 10 days. This wouldn’t typically be a problem, EXCEPT… we moved. A big, giant, enormous move. From a condo to a house that required some serious time. This move happened 7 days ago. On one of the two days I’ve had off. Since then I have had to rely on my AMAZING hubby and family to pretty much do everything for me. I’m not just talking about putting the garage together (cause lets face it, I wouldn’t be doing that anyways) but I’m also talking about being here when the alarm people come, when the carpet cleaners come, when the endless furniture deliveries come… the list goes on and on AND on. And while I love that I can depend on my family to be there to take care of these things, I really really REALLY want to be able to have a few days IN A ROW where I can get my life settled. Tomorrow is yet another day “at the office” and sadly there’s no end in sight to the madness. 

But again… I reallllly love my job. So I’m thankful to be able to say that since not many can. I’m unbelievably blessed and extremely exhausted at the same time. Oh life…