May?

May? be…I’ll get back on track this month? Maybe, not.

You made it yesterday, and that means you can make it today. When you’ve made it through today, it means you can make it tomorrow.

-Jack Hopkins

#MentalHealth

— Jack Hopkins-The Original (@therealjackhopkins.bsky.social) May 1, 2025 at 2:02 PM

After coming home from work yesterday – I hit the pillow around 9pm and SLEPT FOR 12 HOURS WHAT? Hello body – yes, I know, I know…THANK GOD FOR WFH and a flexible understanding boss & workplace. My usual in office days are Tuesday/Thursday and lately those days have extended until after 6pm – usually about 6:30 because well – life of a nonprofit? HWMMS and I have one vehicle – our pretty cherry red SOOB so we commute together. If he needs the car for work that day – we leave an hour earlier in the morning by 7 – so he can drop me off – then backtrack to get to his work by 8:30. When I’m not covering the afterschool programs – he picks me up by 5:30 and we are home by 6:15. An 11 hour day away – zonks me out! The past few weeks it has been 12+ hour days. The puppers do not like. Nor does mama. Occasionally, I will drop HWMMS off and pick him up which saves us over an hour of commute time (and a blissful extra 27 minutes in the morning.) I wish I were a morning person, but I’m not. I’ve never been and most certainly have become even less so once diagnosed with all the fun chronic/autoimmune bullshit the last few years. My body WANTS TO BE SLEEPING around 6-10am. Which NEVER HAPPENS – except on the weekends, maybe.

Whoops – rambling paragraph – don’t care.

So yeah, MAY? Here we go.