I don't have time for this.
I don't have energy for this.
I don't have stress-management measures for this.
It just can't fit in. My life is already overloaded, on the edge, overcapacity.
But I signed Gabriel up for hockey lessons today anyway.
And now there's clarity. Doing something fun with, and for, my burgeoning child isn't what's insane. Missing the best times of our lives together because of work would be insane. I hope I can keep sight of that when I'm tearing out of work early to launch into the pickup/dropoff logististical vortex that will be Tuesday nights for a while.