Well, mostly, but not always tired. I think it just depends on the day. I’ll admit, some days I lay my head down on the arm of the couch and find myself woken up 20 minutes later to a coffee or a mango. And sometimes it’s Alex who strolls in with a tired, puffy face after waking up from a twenty minute accidental nap in Marlowe’s bed— we take turns for these tired days.
Though now, compared to long before, it’s typically me— the one thats over worked and under slept. It’s all self-induced of course, so I’m not at all complaining. I enjoy an overworked and over stimulated feeling a lot of the time. It puts me at ease when I finally do choose to relax. Even Marlowe has been sleeping less these days— and we’re not really sure why. Maybe it’s the brownies we spiked with espresso, or maybe it’s just the mood the house: a go go go. We all have big plans and dreams (even Marlowe) and we all want to get things done— A LOT done, as much as we can! Outside, inside, over there, everywhere. If it were up to Alex, he’d have more time and move room and we’ve have our own mango and passionfruit farm, but that’s another story. We all understand that the overtired days are not without reason and not forever lasting.
It’s funny when I start these posts— I think about other posts that might be relevant or similar. These series of photos, the time of day, the over-tired need for a break—- it reminded me of a we’re tired post
I did a while ago. When I found this older post, I was surprised to find that my original post dates back to 2011. That seems like forever ago now. After getting back together, before splitting up again, and absolutely before finding a common ground and making it work
finally—– Almost three years later and life is so
different. So the same, but so different.
We’re tired, but its a good tired. Yes, there are days where I just want to collapse and I’m crying salty tears into the plate in front of me, but for the most part, this tired, it’s good. This year, three years later, it’s me stepping more outside of family care mode. I mean, obviously, you can tell from my 24 hour photo post
, my family mode never, ever stops, not for a second—-I’m in it twenty four seven, but now there’s a huge secondary focus else where. Alex has now been able to step more into the home role, while I’m in the work role these days. After many struggles with this, this is an over-tired win for both of of us. It’s summer anyway, we’re in off season, he’s in off season, but it’s nice to know he can do more at home while I do more— well, at home too, haha. For the most part, we’ve found a good balance. This time, he’s the one asking me for a minute of my time and I’m the one promising over and over it will come soon. It will. Time is winding down. I’m working long days, but the saving grace (the biggest one of many) is that my family is along side me.
I had a comment this week from a reader who said she used to read this blog, but stopped because it all got a bit too “perfect” and “everything is awesome all the time.” I’m not sure how I’m supposed to take that. Confusion. Flattery. Maybe slightly amused. This blog has grown and changed as I’ve grown and changed. The tone and mood on the blog, it follows me and my life. And the stories follow too. There’s not a new filter— I doubt I could filter even if I tried (sorry mom). Nothing has changed it’s all just grown with me. Three years after my original tired post
, I think it is incredibly awesome to find my attitude, self, and family in this place—- a great and still going and growing place. Perfect? No, time, (over) work, and growth can do wonders on your attitude— and make hard times smaller too.
These photos were taken at the end of a rainy and hard day. There’s been quite a few this month— and the rain has been almost constant. There may or may not have been tears this day, but I don’t remember at this point. Hours of failed work and we escaped for ice cream and an impromptu evening time stroll on the beach. I discovered a coconut —that is now growing in our yard. Marlowe discovered a rock collection. We all needed this mini break. It made a crummy day much better, almost perfect 😉
And the espresso brownies? Completely perfect.
Happy Wednesday, friends! I have a delicious and refreshing post lined up for tomorrow 🙂
*for my own gut &just to be clear: I in no way am bashing the person who left the comment. I actually enjoy the fact that she stopped reading when she had enough of what she didn’t like. I just found it to be a really amusing idea. also, if you ever want your car to smell like a permanent party, just accidentally lose a mango in there for a few days. Not too many days cause that would be gross— just a few.