It's been an emotionally and physically exhausting week at work for me. It feels like I have lived through a month's worth of experiences in just four days.
After four consecutive 12+ hour work days, I have stumbled into the house each night into the arms of my loving and ever-supportive husband. It is times like these that it's great to be married to someone who understands and appreciates what you do for a living.
My kids have been curious and confused by what has been going on...
Ethan: Why are you always so late! It is bedtime!
Zayd: Do you like work THAT much?
Evan: You look tired mom. You are going to get sick.
And Zach is curious about the politics of academia... and worried about my worries.
Last night I came home - absolutely wiped out and just plopped on my bed in a daze.
Zach: So... are you just going to stay in bed?
Me: Zach. I'm really, really tired. Yes. I am going to stay in bed.
Zach: So... are you depressed or just tired?
Me: I don't know.
Zach: How can't you know?
Me: I can't really think at all right now. I'm just.. blank.
Zach: Well... Are you worried?
He stands there shifting from foot to foot - not sure what to say.
Me: Don't worry Zach - I'm fine. I'm just super tired.
Zach: Well... I don't want you to be worried or depressed or anything.
Me: I know... it's okay. Really. I am fine.
Zach: I know what will make you happy...
Zach: Culver's. Ice cream always helps.
I think he is going to make a fine husband one day.