Day 3. Last night was rough. I was in the garage with something mechanical that I couldn’t get to work. Stressed out. My usual response would be go go to the convenient garage fridge and get a cold beer. My wife came along and helped talk me down. Bless her.
I actually slept like a rock last night. When my alarm went off, I canceled my morning meeting and went back to sleep. I won’t say I feel good, but I’m getting by one day at a time.
Thanks for the support guys. I think it helps just to say what’s running through my head.