I apologize in advance for the writing of this piece and the potential of any spelling/grammar errors or even longer run-on sentences than normal. It’s currently 8PM on Sunday night after an incredibly fun and exhausting weekend away and my brain is quite literally mush. Two things are very clear:
I am no longer able to stay up til 2AM, especially two nights in a row, and fully function the next day
I am so incredibly grateful that I no longer drink alcohol because if this is how I’m feeling without it in my system from the night prior, I cannot imagine how much worse I’d be feeling otherwise
All this to say, I just got home from such an incredible weekend with my friends from college. I have an extremely fun group of friends (there are 9 total of us) and when we are together it feels like we are right back in our college ways - both for better and for, sometimes, worse. One of the girls in our group was getting married and we all decided to rent a house together with our significant others and live out the thing we miss most about college: shared living space. The weekend lived up to all of my expectations and more, and my heart now legitimately hurts because I had been looking forward to this weekend for so long and now it is over. There are few things I love more than wedding dance floors with my college friends. This weekend filled up my cup bigtime and brought me so much joy.
This weekend was also an eye-opening experience for me in terms of my ADHD medication. Typically when leaving the house to go anywhere without our kids, whether it be 1 night or more, I am an anxious wreck. I spiral over just about everything, I convince myself that we shouldn’t be leaving, I try to control every minor aspect of time while we are gone, and I breakdown over small tasks (such as packing). Joe and I headed out the door Friday morning and, to both of our surprise, I was ready 10 minutes before our scheduled departure time (this never happens). He responded, “wow, the medication must really be working", and also noted, and asked if I thought it had to do with the recent change, that I wasn’t anxious over this trip. I was kind of shocked when he pointed this out because a) he was right and b) how did I not notice that drastic shift?
Whether it is the medication working (I think it is) or something else at play that I’ve yet to discover, I want to talk about leaving kids for trips because I know it brings up a lot of emotions for people.