and I am not working out like I should be. I am eating poorly as well.
The thought that I will have to live apart from my husband in order to have a job is really bothering me. I need to just live in the moment, stop sleeping so much, and be glad for what I have. Things could be so much worse, I could be in much more dire circumstances. Things will work out. Everything happens for a reason, I will be ok, and we will be ok.