It's funny, I sometimes don't know I'm under stress until the thing(s) I'm stressed out about are over.
This fall I started a master's program in Counseling Psychology. When it began back in August I thought to myself, "Piece of cake." Well, 5 research papers and hundreds of pages of reading and various other assignments later, I'm realizing it was really stressful! The Christmas break has begun, and it feels good.
I really appreciate my wife and son supporting my being gone each Monday and Wednesday night for class. I've learned a lot, too. Classes start up again in a few weeks. But I'm not going to think about that right now.