Well, I have to confess to allowing my life to become really unmanageable as of late. Since my husband's recovery from drug addiction, we're left in financial ruins, and we're desparately trying to pick up the pieces. We can hardly make it month to month on our regular income because I'm trying to pay off a massive amount of debt, and sometimes even buying toilet paper is a major ordeal financially for us. Because of this, I've taken on a second job (working in the produce department at Wal-Mart...HATE IT, but the pay is surprisingly good, and it's temporary...once school starts, I'm going to probably quit, as I need time to focus on my teaching), and I find myself not wanting to do ANYTHING at home. Right now, my house is a filth-hole. It's a major fixer-upper to begin with, but, the dishes are piled up, the bathroom is yucky, the kitchen floor is vile, there's laundry coming out of my ears. And the tumbleweeds of dog and cat hair are rolling along the edges of my living room. It's AWFUL, and today is my day off, and tomorrow as well. I NEED TO CLEAN, and RESTORE A SENSE OF ORDER to this house. Of course, we don't have any groceries, and can't really afford any. I keep telling myself that the money from summer school will be coming in, along with the checks from Wal-Mart, and things will get straightened out soon enough with some of the financial turmoil...but, nonetheless, I'm feeling majorly overwhelmed, and quite depressed.
I love my husband, and am willing to stick it out with him through his recovery...he's doing very well. We're basically experiencing the aftermath of his addiction, and it's been stressful and hard.
I guess I need some "get going" vibes. We have very little cleaning supplies in the house, some bleach and dish detergent, and some Comet, among a few other odds and ends, but I think I can make it work. And I WILL bust out the vaccuum today. I WILL, I WILL, I WILL.
Anyone else feeling like life is swallowing them alive, and getting the better of them?
I love my husband, and am willing to stick it out with him through his recovery...he's doing very well. We're basically experiencing the aftermath of his addiction, and it's been stressful and hard.
I guess I need some "get going" vibes. We have very little cleaning supplies in the house, some bleach and dish detergent, and some Comet, among a few other odds and ends, but I think I can make it work. And I WILL bust out the vaccuum today. I WILL, I WILL, I WILL.
Anyone else feeling like life is swallowing them alive, and getting the better of them?