August 21, 2022

Tonight, I got the Sunday scaries real bad. I have back-to-school whiplash and a sense of overwhelm with schedules and house projects and for someone who talks about how much she loves winter, the autumn nip in the air nearly sent me into a panic this evening. So I waited for Chris to come up from putting the kids to bed, dog harness in hand, and asked him to take us both on a walk. The walks always work. Chris may have tried a little too hard to make me talk it out, which he still has not learned is not the way, but we’ll get there. The walks always work.