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Pegging the Stress Meter

OHMYGOODNESS I AM STRESSED.

I was telling hubby just that the other day. I know that there are a couple of things that peg the stress meter in life---LIKE MOVING. Yeah, you know, that THING we're doing soon. :::looks around the room that is NOT packed:::: Yeah. STRESSED.

And it's manifesting itself in some very odd ways. I go upstairs and suddenly I have jazz hands as I climb. I change the channel constantly--not just when there are commercials on. I can't seem to keep my brain focused on one thing at a time. And the number one WORST thing about this---I'm not hungry and I'm EATING. Or THINKING ABOUT EATING. It's nearly 11 pm and my mind keeps talking to me.

Are there chips upstairs? No...I don't think there are...mmmm...nachos sound good. No, there's no chips. Yes, there is cheese. Hmmm...no chips. Chili? Sure, got some chili. Wait--it's almost 11. If I eat chili I will be up all night and in pain. No, can't have chili.

AND I'M NOT EVEN HUNGRY!!!!!!!

Time to change the channel again.

GAHHHHHHHHHH! I'm not packed. Can we afford this new place? Can we afford NOT to move? Are we doing the right thing? What about leaving my father? Who is now sick as a dog with shingles and in a lot of pain and shuffling around and not walking well and ooooooooooh crap. Guilt mixed in with moving is seriously the REAL pegging-the-stress-meter-high-point right now. I feel incredibly guilty for leaving him.

He says he's fine. Even looking forward to it. I know better.

And now on top of all of this, I've got a fever and a very rotten cold. Can't breathe, can't sleep, can't eat because it's too late and I don't have any chips!

Here's hoping that nyquil will knock me out tonight.

Comments

  1. ricarin7:35 AM

    Relax. Take a deep breath. It'll all work out for good. Perhaps your stress and health problems are working on each other. Destress and get healthy so you can pack and move. Enjoy the new home!

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  2. Claudia Manning-Floyd7:46 AM

    Pam, just get the box ready and it will become full. All I have to do is tape up a box to get me motivated. Otherwise its so overwhelming, I don't know where to start. I've already started, but the nonessentials don't seem to want to go into a box. Everything is sheer chaos. I'm wearing the same clothes to church each week because I didn't keep enough stuff out to give myself a choice. We aren't eating because there is no food -- it's packed. Moving equals INSANITY. I keep telling myself once we're on the road with six dogs and a cat in the car, it will be better. I guess I've lost all grip on reality. I JUST WANT MY NEW HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!! I'm right there with ya!

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