I am totally tired of work. During the summers, Jay and I run the kitchen of a non-profit organization's summer camp. It has been such a drain on us physically and, at times, emotionally. There have been a lot of changes this year that have just worn us out. And this week/last week, we've had the most number of campers and it's been hectic. Kids eat so much! :P

In other news, Jay and I started seeing a counselor this past weekend. Our relationship has just been kind of festering the last few months. It's been hard to communicate with our busy schedules and Jay recommended that we see someone to help us with working on communicating skills. It's tough because I grew up Brethren, which is very Mennonite-like. You don't show your feelings, your emotions with people. You don't seek help for anything.

So we went to see the guy on Saturday. I kid you not, I wanted to vomit the entire time, and for at least an hour afterward. It was really good though. It's hard for me to talk about things that bother me, but I think I warmed up to our counselor fairly well. It feels weird going to a counselor, let alone with your best friend/love of your life going with you and talking about things. It was weird, I ended up crying/bawling, and we got our homework for the week: Jay has to wait in the bathroom after he uses the toilet (b/c I NEVER am the one to clog it, but I always have to unclog it), I have to talk to Jay when I'm frustrated, or to communicate when I'm able to, we have to have down time throughout the week to do something together (cuddle with no TV, hang out, take a walk, etc.), and Jay has to teach me to cook something. So far so good.