Tuesday, April 15, 2008

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I'm going to lose my mind.

Seriously.

YOU take 18 chicks and eight geese running around your backyard AFTER you just decided you're not moving after all, even though it means twice the rent and hard times ahead

AND a mother in law in the hospital facing gallbladder surgery

PLUS selling a bunch of the aforementioned peeps on craigslist

Two toddlers that are cranky all the time...

Two chicks dying and one of them somehow managing to take out its eye so you have a blind chicken...

A hubby with an insane amount of work due in his grad program this week through the end of school...

A house packed away so you have NOTHING to work with to entertain the boys, but you just feel exhausted thinking about opening all those boxes and unpacking again after going nowhere...

Stupid ducks eggs that won't HATCH!

Severe anemia that makes you pass out and get dizzy constantly, makes you feel so nauseous that you waste pregnancy tests when you know you CAN'T be pregnant!

AND 90 degree temperatures when you can't turn on the AC because of rent being twice as much, and you can't tolerate much higher than 72 without feeling like you're going to explode like a molten volcano...

AND the realization that this is all boo-hooing because everyone out there has it worse than you, and you know it, but you still feel overwhelmed!

Bah humbug

Wake me at Christmas

3 comments:

Real said...

YUCK! I'm sorry.

Maybe this will help with the heat, though? I did this in Arizona when we had our swamp coolers broken and last summer when we didn't turn on the AC. At night, I would take a spray bottle and spray down the bed and sheets before hopping in. And when it was really hot, I would hop in the shower (fully dressed) for a just a minute. I could stay cool for about two hours that way.

Real said...

And maybe we could do a Freaky Friday change of body thing. Because it's only in the 40s here and I'm freezing cold in my house. We have a couple of inches of snow on the ground that fell yesterday afternoon. 90 degrees sounds heavenly.

MandaMommy said...

Nope, I don't think everyone has it worse... Mine is bad enough, and it about equals your one line about the two toddlers, except one is a baby. I'm going out of my mind, so, I sympathize with you, and gladly admit that you have it much worse than me. I'm sorry!