So made it through the weekend unscathed.
Enjoyed hanging with my friends on Saturday afternoon, just hung out at the house in the evening with my son and cleaned a little.
Sunday was completely lazy. Slept in a little, then got up and had breakfast, hung out with my daughter and son. The girlchild and I are on a Gilmore Girls marathon, starting with season 1 so we watched a bunch of that.
I totally skipped out on yoga. Was feeling tired and a tiny bit hungover and PMSy and figured I needed the day off. The only unfortunate thing is that I won't get to go again until Friday, but that's okay.
A tiny bit of anxiety, but much better than I had in the past, and dealable. Mostly it was because as the weekend progressed hubs sounded more stressed... by sunday he was obviously worn down. I heard from him a tiny bit in the a.m. and then no goodnight text AND no wakeup text which is odd... sometimes he'll skip one, but usually make it up with the other... so my little bit of anxiety was there until I heard from him this morning. Just fears about the situation getting out of control...
But he's still alive, and we get to chat tonight, so that will be lovely. I did tell him I understand he's busy (his replacement got there today so he's busy training and going over everything and super duper busy trying to wrap all this stuff up!), but that when I dont get a goodnight OR a wakeup I worry. Now that I have, I can relax and we can talk tonight.
Unfortunately I don't sleep well when I'm in that anxiety mode, even when it's a low grade anxiousness. :-/ That part sucks and I don't seem to be able to do anything about it because, well... I'm asleep! Not a good sleep, but sleeping none-the-less! I went to bed early last night because I was tired and wanted to get as much sleep as humanly possible, so I was in bed asleep by 8:30. Woke up a couple of times to pee and sip water... and then woke up at 4:30, looked at my phone (no message), and couldn't go back to sleep. Grrr. I did lay in bed though until 6:20, so I at least got "rest" with my eyes closed, but I really do hate that.
Ah well... I still feel relatively rested.