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I just don’t want to be an adult.
I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to live so far away from my parents and sister. I don’t want to cut coupons and worry about bills.
I’m tired of my back hurting, my ankles spraining, and worrying about losing weight.
Don’t get me wrong. I love being a mom. I love my husband and being married to him. And there is NO WAY ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH I would go back to high school if given the chance. (Or middle school. Shudder.)
It may have something to do with the fact that we’re living in limbo, not knowing what’s happening come August. Not wanting to get too attached to one idea or another. But still … I need some joy. Some peace. Some patience.
Or maybe I just need a strong antidepressant.