We did get away for a few days (me and D) and it was really nice. We were gone for almost four days, camping in the mountains, which turned out to be just what we needed. We didn't argue, bicker or have as much as a nasty word to say to each other for days. That doesn't mean things didn't go wrong, we each had sick tummies, there were a billion mosquitoes and bugs and it was freezing at night. Neither one of us got more than 5 hours sleep any night we were there. But there was nary a cross word between us.

However, as soon as we got home a fight broke out. It's like the pressure of all the crap in the past week or so was successfully put aside for a few days, but came crashing back at us as soon as we hit our own county. We're getting along fine again now, having attributed our spat to being cranky and tired in the car. I'm still a little worried about what's going to happen in the next weeks. I have a lot to do to take care of myself before schools starts.

I think that the main thing for me to do for the rest of the summer is completely focus on myself. I say I'm going to do this all the time, but then I let things get in the way and I don't get the right things done to help myself. I might serve the people in my life that I love the most better if I give some time to myself first.

Mostly, I think I'm going to lose my mind.