It's a season for change. I can feel it.
My mom tore down the garage that has stood in the backyard of my childhood home for almost 50 years today. Seeing all the demo pictures on Facebook tonight made me wonder "What would my grandma say if she were here?"
I worked an unexpected 12 hour day. I knew it was already a long day when I started thinking about taking a nap when I got home after lunch rush today. Little did I know, the closer no call no showed and left me scrambling to find someone to come in to cover. I clocked in at 6:56 this morning and finally clocked out at 6:52 pm.
Remember when I actually had a sleep schedule? That's all about to change too. Lately, work has had me mostly on first shift with maybe a couple of closes every few weeks to cover when people request off on inconvenient days. It seems right now that I'm going to be transitioning back to second shift again like I was all last summer.
I'm realizing more and more lately that life is really just a series of patterns. You find them, you adjust to them, and then something happens that blows everything apart and you have to start all over again. It's frustrating, yes. It's sometimes (mostly) inconvenient to you, yes. You're frustrated and exhausted and all you want to do is hide in bed with Gilmore Girls on Netflix & a plate of microwave nachos. (Trust me on this one, this was exactly the picture of me yesterday.)
Turn off the tv. Get out of bed. Wash your face and brush your teeth. Go carve out your new patterns. If you're overwhelmed, take it one step at a time. Don't let the anxiety yelling at you in your head stop you from taking the steps you need to take to find your stable ground again.
You can do this.
I believe in you.
Have faith. xo