school is dumb

even, or maybe especially? when I'm not the one going to it

I’m really on the struggle speed train lately, y’all. Very much struggle, extreme intense. Train is fast and has no stops, can’t get off until the end or unless I jump out the window and attempt a tuck-and-roll. I’ve written some snippets of things over the past couple weeks of feelings and moments and after taking those couple weeks off to hang out with Charlie before school plus the phase we’re in with him and baby J right now, I am also now very behind on too many client projects. Sounds a lot like I’m complaining and I absolutely am! Shit is hard. It feels hard because it is hard, a reminder I love to hear and share because it applies to all of us. It’s not hard because we’re doing it wrong. It’s hard because it’s hard.

That’s what she said. [It’s hard because you’re doing it right?? Heh.]

Anyway. I managed to write a couple things down during the first two weeks of school, which was really cute and simultaneously a shit show per usual with small children. The whiplash of parenting…