I'll admit it. Things are getting to me. I picked up a BUNCH of shifts at work, thinking I'd be cancelled for many of them. Turns out, the economy's doing better then we thought because we are PUMPING babies out like dollar bills. And then we're bleeding after. Turns out that requires a lot of nurses. Who knew?
So, add that into the stress of having to move in less then 7 days.
Plus our new house has roof problems, which the seller has agreed to pay for but it makes me really nervous. Plus me on edge that the whole thing won't be done in time.
I'm literally doing Lamaze breathing with my patients sometimes, but for myself -- not them.
In the car on the way home tonight I was SO overwhelmed by everything. And then the help came. It's like the cavalry was sent by God. I have babysitters for Saturday and Monday, one of them even wants to take the boys to the new Cars movie. I read through the report and the seller says he's going to fix the roof. I'm just still nervous because hello... I'm me.
More sweet friends are throwing a going away party for us, and just reading the responses. I know we're so loved. And we love them.
Just gotta keep moving.
And go to bed. :)