There is a calm about me tonight, a stillness that has settled deep within. I'm not sure where it's coming from - nothing special happened during the day, but it feels good and I want to keep it. The kids will be coming back home in less than a week and I'm beside myself with excitement.
I don't know what I'm going to do with them when they're home, as I have no one to watch them while I'm at work. I think I've successfully compartmentalized my stress, and while this issue a giant pink elephant sitting in the middle of the room, I'm trying my best to not let it consume me. I'm clinging to the hope that a miracle will come falling from the sky. Something. Anything.