Back to the Grind

That was the fastest 10 weeks of my life!

Initially, I wasn't worried because 10 weeks felt like such a long time, going back to work wasn't even on my radar.

Plus, I was feeling pretty confident about a powerball ticket I'd purchased.

But that didn't pan out.

And the days flew by.

And here I am.

I came back part-time last week and just worked in the mornings to get into a routine and so my heartbreak wouldn't last as long. But I cried all morning that first day, and most of the second, and part of the third...

Sidenote: I had mascara running all down my face and people just let me walk around like that! Why is it that only like 9% of the population will actually tell you when you have spinach in your teeth or your fly is undone?? Thanks friends! Pff.

People keep assuring me it will get easier. I'm ready for that stage, please.

But in the meantime...