Like the weather here in West Michigan this week, I’m kind of all over the place.

I get down and sad when I read of other friends/bloggers/writers doing the things that I am, or want to … only they’re doing it faster. They stay on top it better, have the energy to push the contacts more.

I got all kinds of dramatic about buying a house and stressed myself out over … what? Nothing? We win if it works, we win if it doesn’t.

I get sad more often than I used to – even when the sun is shining.

I don’t share everything like I once did. Now I share a fraction of the life I live because it’s all I can handle. It’s all everyone can handle.

I still feel that our life is going to make huge changes – probably for the rest of the year, and they’re going to be positive and exciting but also pretty difficult and hard, too.

I’m struggling.