Taking a Deep Breath

Okay, so we're all running around like chickens with our heads cut off.  I get that.  It's summer, and things get busy and hectic and frustrating and, and, and.

But this is ridiculous!

July has been one of those months.  You know, the ones that test your limits by nudging you closer and closer to the edge until you finally fall off?  Yeah.  One of those.

First, there was the stupid traffic violation on vacation.  Can I just say that red light cameras leave a lot to be desired?  There are situations in which you cannot safely stop; for example, say, if some jerk is two inches off your bumper and you have your kid in the car.  Slam on the brakes and get rear-ended or sneak through the light on pure hope...which would you do?

Then there was the storm.  The one that knocked out our power for four solid days, effectively spoiling every perishable item we had in the house.  We'd gone grocery shopping a few days before the outage, and we shop for two weeks at a time...usually a good thing.  This time?  Not so much.

We had to re-purchase all of our groceries.

Oh, and did I mention the three gigantic fish in our downstairs freezer?  I think I may have posted about that already. 

And then I went to turn on my home PC on Monday for the first time since the storm.  It's fried.  Kaput.  Dead as a doornail.

I'm worried about my computer.  I'm worried about paying the bills.  I'm worried about putting food on the table.  I'm worried about school.  I'm worried I simply have too much on my plate at the moment.  I'm worried that if I don't do something about it, something's gonna give...and it ain't gonna be the right thing.

Y'all know I've always been a glass-is-half-full kind of gal.  Still am.  I just think the universe is trying to tell me something here, and perhaps I need to take a break from some of the other stuff until the important bits straighten themselves out.

Taking a deep breath now...but don't you worry your pretty little heads about me.  I won't be gone long.