Random garbled mess of thoughts

Do you ever feel so stressed that the automatic hand dryer turning on unexpectedly when you walk by it makes you jump out of your skin? Maybe a venti latte wasn’t the best idea after that. But when you’re not sleeping because of aforementioned stress, what are you going to do? Sitting on the bridge for thirty minutes when you specifically left the house early because you need to walk the kids into school doesn’t help matters. Getting five kids into school and getting their tardy slips and walking them to their classes and dealing with one child’s tearful disappointment that his snack day was usurped by someone’s birthday cake (yes, he’d rather have the cheese and crackers than king cake) doesn’t help either. And now I have to remember to bring the cheese home from work and then to school tomorrow morning. I have a feeling I’m going to be making a post-dropoff grocery store run in the morning to buy replacement cheese. Expensive replacement cheese because the closest grocery store to school is Whole Foods.

I’m usually pretty laid back. But even I have a point (maybe it was when I got my jury summons in the mail last week?) where things just get to be too much. All the wine in the world (and believe me, I’ve tried) doesn’t help. I need to get to the gym. Maybe that would help. But when?

Lest you think that my spouse’s ankle injury and surgery and all that goes along with that is the main reason for my stress, I don’t really think it is. {I certainly don’t want him to feel guilty reading this post.} I have a tendency to put too much on my plate at once and when that happens, this happens. Physically it feels like the only thing that would help would be to go on the roof and scream as loud as I can.

Gotta go book a massage right now.