Moment of Panic...
So, the last six weeks or so have been pretty stressful around here. I had a God-awful situation at work that almost cost me my job (well, my big fat mouth almost cost me the job, but I was standing up for what I believed in). Pat's big fat mouth assisted in him parting ways with his job. He had another one lined up (phew!), but it is a year-long contract, so he'll be in limbo this time next year (not phew). The week or so in between Pat's job transition was not smooth sailing and he had some crises about where his life is going, how will he support the family, and what does he really want to be when he grows up. And the fact that he can't really answer that question in his mid-40's added more stress. To say he was a little grumpy, irritable and overall unpleasant would be putting it mildly. Pat started the new (old) job, and things calmed down there. I headed into my busiest weeks at school with annual reviews coming out the wazoo. ...