Over the last five weeks, I have completed a workload that would normally take me four months - at the insistence of the client, which meant I could not really decline. Not if I hoped to earn that four months' worth of income.
I have also been highly involved with helping the girls adjust to school's demands for the year. I had 10 teacher conferences just last week.
Now, the work is done. I'm back to my "regular" schedule.
I feel like I am crawling out from under a huge, heavy boulder. Blinking in the bright light and slowly looking around to see what the rest of life is like. A little bit weightless after that oppressive load.