Can I just tell you guys how hard it is, readjusting to having the whole family together again?
I know, listen, I’m not supposed to talk about how hard it is, but seriously…it’s hard. Period.
It’s thrilling and wonderful and fantastic and dreamy and lazy, but it’s also all “ummmm…this is how I’ve been doing things for the last 9 months, so why are you asking me to do it that way?”
For both of us.
Imagine it: you’re a dude. You’re basically a bachelor because you’re family is a few thousand miles away. You have most of your free time to yourself, and you’re doing things your way…the easiest way, or the fastest way. Cause it’s only you.