I've been feeling that passage this week. It's already been a heavy season of celebration: parenting holidays, anniversaries, graduations, and a retirement are all happening when the workload (and demands) are at their peak in anticipation of upcoming deadlines and the 4th of July holiday. It seems that's always when you're called upon to be generous, to be patient, to be kind, to put on that superhero cape and save the world. When it takes all you've got just to get through the day - yea, that's when it explodes. As a post I saw on social media said, it makes you feel like you're one dumb*** from losing it. You try, you win some days, and other days, you blow it and you know it and you wish the world would just go ahead and end already to put us all out of our misery - until you realize that once you get through this, there's literally going to be NOTHING left to do because everybody is pushing for it all to happen RIGHT NOW.
I believe these tests of patience come on purpose. Honestly, it has to be come kind of algorithm of the universe that makes it happen, because you can bet your bottom dollar that when you're at your busiest, that's when the needs grow exponentially. I would have much rather have adopted a new parrot any week but this one, but the opportunity came and I had to act, no matter what it took to make it work out. Thankfully, we're getting there. I'm delighted to have a third bird (again) and while it would have been easier for me two months ago or a month from now, it is what it is, and you can't alter reality, the universe, God's will, or fate.
The thing going for us is life experience. These "crunch times" always pass, and I figure a very boring July is coming up if we can just get through the 4th of July making everybody insane like it always does. I know I'm looking forward to shifting from promotion to working on Books 2 and 3 of The Earthside Trilogy again once I get through this season of celebration. I'm Father's Day, a retirement, and the 4th of July insanity away from it. Don't worry - I'm sneaking in some room to breathe in there, but I'm not saying where or how, lest the universe (or people) see it as a challenge.
And that entry on escaping reality is coming. My poor brain is just at capacity now. I've been sorely tempted to say to hell with it and start the writing revisions/edits now, but I know that would be an exercise in frustration that would not be good for me (and as a result, anybody else that has to be around me, which are a lot of people these days). So I'll wait until life settles again.
That's all today. Take care, have a Happy Father's Day tomorrow, and a wonderful weekend.