It's strange how things can be so great but so not-great at the same time. Right now I feel I'm caught between two worlds. One full of happy, exciting things and one full of exhaustion and fear. A lot has happened in the last few weeks. We finally became the owners of our block of land that we had been waiting for, for nine months. We have an official start date for our house to be built and we should be in our home by Christmas. I have enrolled in my Uni subjects for this year and have bought most of the necessary things to make studying a success. At the same time as being incredibly excited for these things, I am feeling really overwhelmed. Work has been so busy and that constant pressure really takes its toll on me. Reid has to start working weekends again which upsets me more than I can put into words, although I know it's not the end of the world (although to me, it feels like it) and I already miss him like crazy....
The diary (ramblings) of an anxious Mum.