Irritated, sad, and feeling pulled in so many directions...

I'm irritated by all these political ads. I'm not a political person, it actually bores me to tears. The same ads run over and over and over again. The debates always interrupt primetime TV viewing. In Ohio, a man named Rich Iott is running for Congress and a photo of him has surfaced wearing a German military uniform. In his spare time, he re-enacts wars/battles. Now the media is turning this into him being a Nazi, what a shame that this photo came out and now we all know his secret, blah. blah. blah. When I first saw this photo, I was a bit shocked but once I read the story (here is just one article floating around the web) I understood better. To me, he's simply wearing a costume doing a job to educate the public about certain wars/battles. It would be like me wearing a mermaid costume. I'm not a mermaid in real-life, so there really isn't anything press worthy about that in my book.
I was saddened to learn that David Arquette and Courtney Cox have separated. I always thought they looked like a fun, easy going couple. I did think the pairing was odd at first, but it looked like they made it work. I was gunning for them and hoping they wouldn't be one of those 3 week married Hollywood couples.
I had a great conversation with my Mom the other day about needing girlfriends and how it took me a really long time to realize that that is SO important. I always figured once I had kids, that was my life. Everything else needed to be put on the back burner and hopefully it would be there when the kids were grown. I realize now that that's a really unhealthy way to think. I'm so glad I've got a great, fun group of friends to pal around with, talk with, and lean on when need be. I've still kept one thing on the back burner though and I'm feeling pulled as to how bring it to the front once again. Jason has been put on the back burner for far too long, we've both changed dramatically in the last year with him working 11 hours away. We were pretty much single people hoping to be able to pick up where we left off. I grew up a lot having to run the household by myself, make sure the kids were where they needed to be, keep everything running smoothly and efficiently. I learned to do everything by myself and I think I did a darn good job of it. I never knew I had that in me. With him being gone so much, conversations were nightly on the phone. Nothing important, just filling each other in on the days happenings. I learned to talk more to the people around me than my husband. I didn't want to burden him and make him worry anymore than he already was. It was hard on all of us.
Now that he's working back at home, I'm feeling pulled to make sure I find time for him as well. I must say that I'm failing at that miserably. At the end of the day, I'm so tired I go to bed when the kids do. On the weekends, he heads to the neighbors' and I tend to the house and the kids. I've gone out with the girls, started bowling, and still run the kids where they need to be. I hate being pulled in many directions and failing especially upsets me. Hopefully it will just take a bit more time to get used to and then everything will be back to the way it was before.