I'm posting simply because I want to say that I'm feeling stressed out right at this very moment. Although I'm happy to be working, it has really cut into the time I have to get stuff done. I keep looking around at the stuff that needs to be done, but feel no urge to do it. I really want to clean up the basement, get rid of lots of kid's toys and make a little exercise area, but I just can't get started. I want to ride my horse more often (or at all), but I don't feel like it. I'm even having problems with reading a book. I can't get into the story.

On Sunday, Eric is having his birthday party. He invited TWELVE KIDS! And I let him. What the heck? I believe that eight of them are coming. I might take Leah and hide somewhere while they are here. I'll handle feeding them, but damn it, DH is going to do the rest. Every party I get stuck with the kid wrangling while DH talks with any parents that stay, but not this time. I'm on birthday strike. I did all the food planning, shopping, invitations, cake baking, house cleaning, etc, so I'm DONE!

And to top off my stress, I tried to mow the lawn so I'm not too embarrassed by the jungle of our yard when all these people come over, and the belt on the mower deck shreds after 10 minutes. Sigh. DH is going to buy a new one tomorrow, and maybe the mowing will still get done. Maybe.

Okay, time to say something happy. I have money in the bank. DH is going to get a bonus from work soon. Only 8 weeks before school starts again. I've been eating asparagus out of the garden. I don't have breast cancer (neighbour had surgery yesterday). I got a good enough work out using the Wii that I'm sore. I'm not gaining weight despite all the potato chips I eat (I've got to stop that!).

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Time to go into meditation. Deep breath--relax. Ahhhh.
I'm overdosing on asparagus. And I, too, broke down and bought a bag of corn chips for my salt fix. Back up goes my blood pressure! Take care.