It has only been two weeks with the new schedule. I struggle to get up Monday mornings. I miss having that day to just hang out and do errands. But I now have a the proper weekend at home like most of my friends. It is a trade-off. The commute still wears me out even when I listen to audio books about interesting things or CNN for information. I really wish there was a commuter train. And I wish other things were different as well, but those things are not appropriate for public consumption.
I am not complaining really. I am just describing how I am struggling to adjust to my new normal. And the hot flashes are not helping. Yes, they are back. They went away and returned with a vengeance. Maybe it's karma for something I did or did not do at some point in my life. I haven't always been nice. I am still not always nice, but now I just try harder. Well, at least most of the time.