Sleep, my pretty, sleep...

I don't think I realized the energy I was spending in keeping it all together. In all reality I had totally accepted the fact that I had cancer. The breast diag thought so, the surgeon thought so...and I spent all that damn time and energy convincing my husband and family that I could do it and I'd be fine.

Truth is I wasn't fine, and now I am tired. Wednesday night I was in bed by 7:45 and it was all Travis could do to pull me out at 6 am to get to school.

Another thing was going on in the cottage during this time. My oldest son moved out to go live with his dad. It was sudden and not all too unexpected, but still difficult to swallow. He has been there since Sept.17th- and was not even around the corner when he called and asked to come back home. I said no. Our rule has always been that if you leave it's for a year. We never wanted the kids to "skate" back and forth between mom and dad's houses just because they were pissed. He is pulling his grades up (again) and still dating a girl that we really don't know that well. I see the Facebook stuff between them, but other than that I am pretty out of the loop regarding his life.

School this year has been amazing. I am thrilled to be where I am and loving every minute of it. My team is fun and incredibly talented to work with. I finally found a place where I fit in and it feels great.

I really need to post some new house photos. Travis went back on shift this past month and joined the fire department at work- something that he's always wanted to do. I have to admit there is nothing sexier than my husband in bunker gear. Pretty hot! I'm hoping that on his next long change he can start work on our laundry room.

Thank you all for your sweet words and support this past month- it meant a lot to me to read your comments : )

Now I can get back to posting the fluffy stuff!