I’ve been having a rough few days.. And by rough, I mean…stupid little things bother me way too easily and I shouldn’t be complaining when other people have REAL issues to deal with. But writing about it all helps, regardless of how trivial my problems are. Welcome to my pity party!
I’m super stressed out over what’s going on with the house. Our buyers need an extension for their mortgage and at this point, nothing is in our control. I don’t like that feeling. In fact, we are so used to hearing everything is fine because “no news is good news” (what a crock of shit) and then finding the exact opposite weeks later that we aren’t even sure the sale will go through at this point.
The stress it is causing me is making me impatient and I’m finding myself getting short with my kids when nothing going on is their fault. I’m getting daily headaches from it all too. Mommy+headache= mommy who wants to be left the f*** alone but as a SAHM, being alone is only a fantasy.
A little background: I went to college in the fall semester at a school that doesn’t have traditional classes and everything is “independent study” meaning you teach yourself with some guidance from a professor you see only a few times a semester, if that. Long story short, I took an incomplete for a class because I needed extra time to work on my final project… an extensive research paper. A research paper that disappeared off of my laptop and I had to rewrite!!! Anyway, my professor is new and put an arbitrary date in the grading system and my incomplete automatically turned into an NC, for no credit. At least it’s not an F.