|Lucas took this pic as I was blogging this actual post.|
To say I was tired would be a massive understatement. At the heaviest moment of our preparation I had an emotional breakdown... like my eyes were so puffy from crying, my friend Katie recommended Preparation H type of breakdown... but overall I was able to maintain civility throughout the trip. It had to have been God, because normally I would have no control of my emotions at a time such as this.
I'll be thanking God now. My husband will too.
So... here we are; Lucas and I. Matt's already devoting his time to his work...what a man! I'm in my sweats (as previously mentioned), watching the Incredibles on ABC Family in a very humble hotel room. I couldn't be more content as I relax, without overarching obligations and expectations. It's divine to realize my only purpose is to keep my family alive and happy. I can do that.
Tonight we will have burritos for dinner. I will not pack boxes, or organize one damn thing... and it feels GLORIOUS! Instead, I will read a book, have a Manhattan (made with High West Double Rye) and continue holding this bed down with my lazy, tired butt. Maybe I'll paint my nails. I am recuperating and I plan on enjoying every minute of it.