May was easily the most nutso month I've experienced in years. By now you've heard that I hosted a shopping night at ModCloth on the third day of the month, during which Dago ruptured his Achilles' tendon. Everything that happened after that has been sort of a blur from my couch. Taking on a caretaker role has been...interesting, to say the least. I've learned a lot about myself this last month. I learned some of my strengths: emotional caregiving! -- and a lot of my weaknesses: basically all the parts of physical caretaking! There's an endless cycle of cooking, dishes, and laundry. It's been a huge adjustment, but we're doing just that: adjusting. After a month, we've got a new system of carpooling and half our furniture is in the extra room to make space for his fancy knee-scooter and we're doing fine.
All of this said, goals were not my focus in May. And yet, I actually managed to do them? Mostly by accident? And a little bit of a last minute push to see if I could do it.