Too Little Time

Six days ago, I turned 29. It was just another day, but I had a large soft cookie, at least. The girls have been a little hectic, but I love them so. Two days ago, my wife went a little manic and moved a few things around. It required my help right after work, but the changes will be good once completed. Which I'm hoping we make good progress tonight on it. In the end it'll be the girls being in the back room by themselves at night instead of co-sleeping like they currently are. I snore a lot apparently, but don't have apnea enough to warrant a CPAP (I've been tested for it), so my wife may have a hard time adjusting. She's been having a rough time again, too.

My mouth is healing nicely. The Steam Deck is nice, though I don't have much time to play. Dark Souls 3 runs really well on it, as does the Master Chief Collection of Halo. I've started playing through Halo 1 again and have put in a few multiplayer matches. I'm not used to controllers for shooters, so I'm not great, but I'll get better I suppose.

Our grey water line is having issues still. I need to dig it up and replace it, but when? I also need to repair some flashing that the wind recently pulled up. And move my closet things. And this, that, and the other. The list never ends. It's like a hydra. One thing down, two replaces it. Such is life with two small children and a wife with chronic issues. But hey, diagnoses mean hopefully more treatments to alleviate her symptoms!

I'm trying to keep a better perspective of things. Not letting little things get to me so much anymore or not getting overwhelmed by all aspects of life coming at me with full force. It's not an easy thing to do, but I feel like I've been doing pretty good lately. I want to be the best husband and father I can be, despite the chaos of life.