The one thing I didn’t like about university was the feeling that I always had something to do. Whenever I took a break, watched a movie, got bubble tea with a friend, in the back of my mind I knew I should be doing homework instead. And then finals came and it was go-go-go until the last exam was done. There was no time for anything else, including sleep.
The last month has felt like university, and most of it like finals week. I’ve made up countless batch of lotions, co-hosted Thanksgiving, prepared for Christmas, all on top of the daily grind of raising two small children and having a husband in school. Life is non-stop. And exhausting. Continue reading