On two halves

The lawn mower is mowing next door, Declan is playing in the dirt with his dump truck and excavator and I am resting between packing boxes.

I've been having a hard time lately: being depressed in the mornings and late afternoons. But also happy and energetic late mornings and evenings.

It's strange. Like two halves of one thing-except one is sour and one is sweet. I take it all in stride- not lashing out at the kids or Josh, just a little more serious and wondering why.

We've had a lot of trials lately- Josh not getting a job he really wanted and health issues. This new place we are moving to on Saturday will be a new start. A fresh start with a sunny kitchen, a light blue piano room and a new place to thrive!