And that, friends, is just the first half of my year. Doug almost dies. I’m without a job. I almost died. So yeah, trying to be healthy? Nearly killed us. (Kidding... kind of.)

I swore this year’s back-to-school would be different. I have three kids—one in high school, one in middle school, and one starting kindergarten, so I’ve done this a few times. I thought I would cry dropping off my last baby girl to kindergarten, but alas, no tears were to be had. Instead, I was full of frustration and exasperation.