Come to me, all of you who are weary and loaded down with burdens, and I will give you rest.
I really don't know what to say without sounding as exhausted and tired as I did on Monday, because I still feel the same. Worn out, stressed out! I hear my whinny kids and feel the same way myself, like a big whinny baby!
Yesterday was a horrible day for me. A running tally went something like this, fell down the steps 3 times, cried 2 times, and broke 1 mirror off the side of the car, thus 1 of the crying episodes. Breaking the mirror off the car transpired because I couldn't get the stupid garage door to go down and stay down. I'd push the garage door remote button multiple times, frantically trying to get it to go down, only for it to finally go down and close, and automatically start going back up. This happened several times, until my patience was gone. I think, I possibly might have thrown the ornery thing at my husband. Of course, he was able to get it to go right down and time it just perfect to stay down.
From there, I hurriedly backed out of the driveway and swerved over to the mailbox to get the mail. As I pulled up to the mailbox, I sideswiped the mailbox with the side mirror. This mistake wouldn't have been so horrible had I not thrown the car in reverse and backed up. At that point, there was a huge CRACK and the entire mirror broke off from the car door.
I immediately, got out and gave Joe the drivers seat. In my disbelief at the act I'd committed, I kept shaking my head and saying, "I'm such an idiot." It's a terrible feeling knowing I am the cause of all the trouble the past week. Because I flooded the house, we have been nomads and living out of suitcases, my dad has to lay new flooring and we have a painter coming in to paint the downstairs. To top it all off I tore up our car.
Oh yeah, there wasn't even any mail in the mailbox...
My sweet husband just laughed because he too, couldn't believe I just ripped off the mirror. So away we drove to Walmart with our side mirror flapping in the wind. At Walmart, Joe said our luck couldn't have gotten any better when he found pearl white duck tape, same color as our car.
A nurturing meal from the Golden Arch's made me feel somewhat better. I have consumed so many calories during all this, from stress eating. Chocolate and fried foods really do take all your problems away, well almost.
Good news is, I was able to prepare for my talk for a moms' group tomorrow. It's a huge relief to have everything prepared an ready to go in the morning. I'm not stressing about it, just not looking forward to heading out the door so early in the morning.
Say a prayer I won't break anything or hurt anyone today. I'll just find a rock to crawl under if my day isn't any better today than yesterday...