Getting the balance right

That's me. Less than three years ago. Where has this person gone?

I feel so unlike myself lately. I thought not working for a few weeks would make so much less stress in my life, but instead I find, with more time on my hands, I focus on all the stressful situations until I'm paralyzed by them.

Case in point: the house. YES, our bid was accepted! Hooray! So, the inspector goes out on Tuesday. VERY bad news about the roof and moderately bad news about situations in the basement. Sigh. It's to the point where I'm losing sleep.

Or, the fact that my family is not able to come to Tim's residency graduation. True, it's only a speech at a formal dinner - it's not like it's a pomp & circumstance stage walk. (That would actually look pretty dumb with only two graduates.) BUT, the department head wouldn't budge when we explained my mother's crippling fear of heights and how a bridge into Kentucky AND the 19th floor of a building wouldn't work. I would have thought 6 months was long enough to change things. He claims it wasn't (I could have made 5 phone calls . . . ). AND, didn't even give the two graduates the courtesy of input into where they have it.

Now, today, I find my mother-in-law also has a fear of heights. Go figure.

Sigh. I am not loving this week. And, now, I have to face this idiot tomorrow at a picnic. Joy.

Seriously, why can't things JUST be easy?