I woke up at 10:30 this morning. It’s my only day off from what was a busy, stressful week. And the coming weeks promise more of the same. I’m too old for this shit!
It’s raining… And thundering… My husband just got a tornado alert on his phone, which does nothing to ease my stress.
I’m on my third cup of coffee… I can’t seem to “wake up.” It doesn’t help that my house is darker than normal when it’s raining outside.
We finished moving MOST everything to storage this week. I can’t believe I had all of this in my townhouse, with no attic and no garage. I still have a few more odds and ends, but that will come little by little, as I organize and decorate the spaces that were cleared out.
So, today I’m supposed to start doing just that… Cleaning and organizing. I’m having a time of it just trying to get off my derriere. I am sick, sick, sick of coming home to an unorganized mess. And, I’m sicker that I have to spend every free moment sorting it out. It’s very overwhelming. I don’t know where to start. Hopefully now, things will start to get better.
Oh… and my husband just texted that there was a tornado touchdown. They are making everyone move to the center of the building. What the hell is that gonna do? Sigh…
I went a little crazy and purchased some new Easter and Spring decorations. I can’t wait to get “hopping” with that. But, in the words of my mother, “You can’t decorate a mess!” LORD give me strength!
Oh, my husband just got the all clear at work. Now, I’m worried about my son at school.