The Grind

We have finished one of the toughest most stressful eras in our work life this week. We have moved offices. We have sold a building. I no longer feel as if we are scraping by. It feels great.  I sold a house in the midst of it all and Michael continues his second run for commissioner. No grass is growing under our feet although I have been having chest pains from the stress of it all. Life has to slow down. We are not meant to exist at this pace.