I am seriously about at breaking point.
During our last trip to MD to visit famiy & run a few errands while there, we seriously got to thinking that it might be in the plans for us to move up there. Nothing is definite but we are certainly considering it, being that this state's politics, well, they're a little backward. And it's not going to get better before Election Day 2008.
And it is really stressful to even think about moving, along with all the other crap that's been on our plate recently. We may not have to; we really don't WANT to. But more and more, it's looking like that's what is going to happen. We are seriously praying about it and mulling over our options. We love our house, we love our neighbors; however, the only thing that's really holding me back at all is my job. The benefits, pay, coworkers, and schedule can't be beat, and I finally have some seniority.
Most of you know that when I'm stressed, I don't sleep well. So combine increased stress, a tiring trip out of town, and a big cut in sleep time, well, you get me: a pressure cooker. So I'm here, venting it in hopes of getting some of it out.
Ok, enough whining.
2 comments:
As a fellow stressball, I don't feel like I really have any words that will help. I guess I'll just say I'm prayin' for ya!
Thought of you this morning, as I do every Sunday morning just before 9:00. Our oldies station plays "Elvis Only" at 8 and "Beatle Brunch" at 9. I catch the tale end of Elvis on my way to church and always think of you!
We are anxiously awaiting an update from you... how are things going?
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