Stress

To begin with I am sitting on the couch watching Jurrasic Park, which brings back so many memories of when I was a kid, trying not to think about the week ahead of me. My husband is in the midst of final papers and projects. I feel so bad for him and how emotionally, physically, and mentally drained he is. But he is pushing through and getting everything he needs to done. I am so unbelievably proud of him!
I am trying to finish up my AmeriCorps hours, or at least the bulk of them, so that I can start my new job part-time tomorrow. This job is a blessing, but there is a lot of stress involved. So between me working endless hours and my husband working endless hours we have endless stress hovering around us.
This is not fun.
And causes tension and fights.
On a good note, soon school will be finished for the semester and year 1 of grad school will be done! Really amazing how time does fly.
But the point is that finals time is an incredibly stressful time. (I had blocked out how hard it was at the end of last semester). The goal is to remember that there is an end and to hang on.