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My Youngest Starts Kindergarten Soon — Here’s Why I’m So Sad
I’ve been crying a lot lately. I’ve always been the emotional type, but this year has been extra hard on me.
Back in May, my three kids completed preschool, kindergarten, and 8th grade. This triggered some sort of emotional breakdown where I realized that I was just a few months away from spending 40 hours a week in an empty home.
I don’t know what to do with that much freedom.
I can join a book club, have coffee with friends, take college courses on campus rather than online, work outside of the home…I can do anything as long as I do it between 8:30 a.m. and 4:15 p.m. each day. I can write articles without tuning out the 327th viewing of Trolls or my son’s best Dave Grohl impression. I can join a gym or restart the Couch to 5K plan that I abandoned forever ago.
I can get my hair cut and colored for the first time in 7 years. I can schedule medical appointments and give my healthcare provider my undivided attention as I discuss my symptoms. I can finally get my wisdom teeth removed. I can enjoy a therapeutic massage or attend the physical therapy appointments I was supposed to begin back in April.
