Getting ready for my step-kidlet to arrive on Sunday. Spent today bouncing between working, cleaning and writing for tomorrow's Dragonlance session.
I'm absolutely exhausted this week, I've maybe slept 15 hours in the last 7-10 days. My head is pounding and I still have visiting obligations tonight I must attend to.
I am so so so excited to see the kidlet. They've had a big year and they're now firmly in teenage-dom. Me and their dad have been waiting all year to see them.
We were supposed to maybe get them in the summer but then the worst year of my life hit (May moving forward of this year was literal hell and 2022 was hands down the worst year of my entire life: can't even compare it to any other bad year) and we had to back out because I couldn't handle having the kid around while I was dealing with the absolute pit of despair this year has been.
But I'm...better-ish...now. Truthfully nothing will ever be better, there's no chance. But I can tentatively look forward to things, and I choose to do my best to make the holidays memorable for kidlet. We only get a few short chances in life to show our loved ones how much we care. I hope this visit is one of those moments.
But my god what I wouldn't give to sleep for a solid 5 days straight and wake up feeling better.
