Here's where I am in my boring life. Remember that boob strain I got? Well, I went to the doctor's just to make sure it was nothing. Now I'm not sure. The doctor now wants me to get a diagnostic mammogram and ultrasound. Now I'm officially freaked out. The doctor wants to make sure that everything is ok. I am scared. I know women younger than me that have had breast cancer. I really don't want to go crazy about this until there IS something to freak about but of course I can't help but worry.
Then I have this whole house issue. I found a house I want and put in an offer. Now they have countered with a ridiculous amount of money and earnest provision. Also, we have had 4 showings in 5 days and don't get me wrong I'm not bytching about that but I do have to pack the kids and the dogs, all three, in the car and get the hell out of Dodge.
I am exhausted from worry. Worry about my health, worry about the house. It's just one long worry and I think I am paying the price physically for it. I am so stressed. I used to get excited and happy about house hunting. Now I am old and tired and just want to move and settle down and focus on my health and my family.
I know, crazy right? I am young still and well I will be fine. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. I have to, to keep from going completely insane. Oh and I quit my job. I will not say why because I am not sure who reads this blog but I am looking for another one and have several upcoming interviews. As if my life is not crazy enough.
What does not kill me makes me stronger, right? If that's the case after this has all finished I will be as strong as THE HULK. Well, enough ranting and raving and letting the world know all of my problems. I will keep my five rabid readers informed.
Until next time...
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