Rollercoaster
I think that title diminishes how big of a shift I had yesterday. First off, we woke up bright and early and went fishing in the Gulf. I was exhausted because we moved The Girl out of her dorm Friday. However, I knew the water and wind would help me. And boy, did it! I enjoyed every wave. Each splash in my face awakened me. The wind swirling around me cleansed me. I felt so much peace. Then, the horror of my evening. I thought The Boy's dog peed on my floor. For the record, that's how she retaliates. And for two days in a row we weren't home to let her be free in the house. My anxiety broke when I requested The Hubby's help and he didn't come straight away. Then, when I tried to apologize, he made it worse. He got short with me, threw down some things to get them out the way of the mess, and made a mess of my altar area. I felt like I was the one thrown on the wall. I broke. I curled up i...