This weekend was not as restful as I needed it to be. Is pre-exhaustion a thing. If not, it should be.
My car still isn’t drivable. Everything my husband has tried has only resulted in different problems popping up. Looks like I’m bumming rides for another week.
It’s frustrating him to no end and I feel terrible about it. Not my fault, but the feeling is still there. Can’t be helped, I guess. He hasn’t given up yet and for that, I’m grateful. I made dinner that I know he’ll love because I can’t do much else. Hopefully, this won’t go on much longer.