Yep. It’s the little things that become too much, on the overwhelming days. The huge life change, you know the one where I now have a daughter who demands a ton of my attention and is here forever and we have the responsibility of raising her and making sure she is a decent, kind, respectful human being? Yeah, that doesn’t really freak me out, most days. Grocery shopping, however. Now that’s overwhelming.
This morning I dropped Matthew off at work so I could have the car. I drove through the downpour to Meijer, where I sat in the parking lot for five minutes, tentatively opened the door, then shut it and drove home. I just couldn’t handle lugging Eliza and her carseat into the store, then back out with bags of groceries, in that deluge.
Like I said, it’s the little things.