My sleep? Completely out of whack. I haven’t had a good night’s rest in weeks! Naturally, I’m pinning this on my husband. He’s like a walking furnace. He somehow manages to make A LOT of noise. He wrecks with my sleep vibe. He’s got this peculiar scent as well that overwhelms the whole room. Then, the blinking lights on his gadgets and the jarring sounds are disturbing. The entire setup of our bed and the attempt at sleep is wrong. I need total darkness, a quiet haven with lavender and eucalyptus softly draped over my pillow—my sanctuary. No noise or blinking lights to be found. But his presence just bulldozes over my essential oils and takes over the bed. But I love him still.

Of course, he’s not the only culprit here—just mostly. It’s really a whole cocktail of issues. I’ve got the random aches and pains, like my body’s way of reminding me I’m not 20 anymore. Then there are those vivid dreams that keep me stuck in shallow sleep, leaving me to play detective the next morning as I try to decode their bizarre messages. And let’s not forget my ever-busy brain, which refuses to power down. It’s constantly running a to-do list, or replaying past events, like some late-night highlight reel I didn’t ask for. So, I end up talking it all over with God—again and again—until my eyes finally close and my brain mercifully shuts down. But let me tell you, it feels like that takes a lifetime!

There was one miraculous day last week. It was the day I had to pick my friend up from the airport. On that day, I actually slept in and felt terrific! It was like I fell into a full-on coma state all night. I was genuinely shocked to wake up and see daylight creeping through my window. I usually awake in the dark before the sun even thinks about rising. I had not felt that rested in ages! I almost felt guilty, like I’d done something wrong by sleeping so deeply and so late. That rest felt utterly foreign to me. It was bliss, wrapped in NyQuil. For your information, this slumber was not medicated!

But I digress, as there are interests I’d like to get to beyond just my sleep saga! My dear friend of many, many…many years came to visit me. We’ve known each other since middle school, and now, dare I say it, we’re officially middle-aged! We’ve lived so much life together and apart, our paths winding in entirely different directions. Yet, our friendship remains a beautiful thing. We’ve always been there for each other despite the miles. Life has separated us in many ways, but we support each other. There is no judgment; we just love and meet each other where we are.

I feel truly blessed to have a friendship that’s lasted a lifetime. Friends who evolved with me over the years, never holding me captive to who I once was. These friendships have given me the freedom to grow, stumble, and get back up. I become wiser, laugh, cry, and even turn a little gray along the way. And yet, we can still reminisce about those “back when” days. Somehow, we still feel that young. Maybe we even feel better now than we did back then. It’s a gift to have these kinds of people in your life. They know your story and don’t judge you for it. Instead, they love you even more because of it.

It was a great visit! We took her around this German town, got some dinner, had some drinks, and introduced her to our friends. I was so glad she came! I hope that we can make a plan to see her. Who knows?

Right now, I’m in full-on planning mode—between my husband’s birthday, Thanksgiving, and the future (which I can’t quite talk about… yet). November’s always a busy month, but for me, it’s a time to celebrate my guy’s birthday. I want him to feel all the love he deserves. He needs a break. He also needs a reminder that his friends and family are here to support him. As he has supported us all year. He truly is a fantastic person! I do my best to make sure he feels every bit of that love… I’ll keep you posted on what we end up doing!

And for the last bit of news—if you’re curious—I’ve started working as a floater substitute at a school in town. I’m loving it! So far, I will be playing the roles of art teacher, counselor, middle school teacher, and even Pre-K teacher. I will be covering a few other grades, too. The variety keeps things exciting, and the school itself has been fantastic. The students and staff are incredibly welcoming, and the best part is I get to set my own schedule! This flexibility has been such a blessing. It allows me to continue homeschooling my daughter. I can also prioritize my health and home needs.

That’s all for now. I have so much more to say. Still, I must zip my lip to avoid getting in trouble or giving too much away!🤐🤫

SK

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