A few examples that prove my life is currently slightly out of control:
I haven't been to the grocery store in roughly three weeks. My poor husband. (Thanks Clint for making several trips to the store so we can eat.)
My messy house. I don't even want to talk about that one; it makes me want to break down in tears.
The transmission in my not-so-old car was failing (the car curse continues), so we traded it in for a new one as quickly as we could. But I still haven't had the chance to fully enjoy what it's like driving on a car with 100 miles instead of 100,000.
I found myself unexpectedly emotional when I found the most beautiful, vintage and in-perfect-condition dress while thrifting last week.
This morning, minutes after I decided I should probably never eat sugar again, I grabbed a handful of M&M's for breakfast. I have issues.
I need to make an eye appointment (since I recently discovered my eyesight is, in fact, far from perfect), a dentist appointment, call the doctor about an outrageous bill, call the insurance company about my new car. Some of those things have been on my mind for many months and still haven't occurred.
My to-do list in my notebook is three pages long and I keep remembering things to add.
...you get the idea.
It feels better to get that off my chest, but I still can't breathe very well. I think I'm a little bit crazy?
Thursday, February 18, 2010