Anxiety has been following me around like a housecoat all weekend. It's been curling up at my feet, on my chest, purring.
The grocery store had a sale on corn, so I made a pot of chicken corn soup. I cleaned the house and took the baby to the library. I sketched.
On Wednesday I leave for a content strategy conference in Minneapolis. It'll be the first time I've been away from either of the boys for longer than a day. The baby isn't even weaned; what the hell was I thinking signing up for a marketing conference halfway across the country?
Every night I have bad dreams.