This is not a normal topic of discussion for me because frankly I handle stress very well…USUALLY!

UNTIL LAST WEEK.

I literally had the most stressful week of my life.

First it started I think with the Hospital visit (see my Posting)…that alone was stressful.  I work for a business and we are remodeling so this was super stressful having to answer every question, know all schedules for every piece of the puzzle in order to make everything happen in the proper amount of time, keep track of all money that is being spent so we don’t go broke.  Design, construct, paint, build and clean everything at work.  Oh yeah and I had a friend ( I use this term loosely!) call with a strange message – she basically told me to have a nice life.  I suppose the sexual harassment case she was trying to bring upon an old boss didn’t go as well as she hoped! Oh well.  I am satisfied with my comments on her issue, it didn’t help her but that is not my problem.  Every drain I came into contact with at work had a leek or a clog.  I was yelled at for no reason other than the fact I was in the car one day with someone having a really bad day.  I was told my son was being held back from the 10th grade because he didn’t complete his required community service – what a bunch of idiots!  Come to find out that the school system did not know the policy had been changed.  I had to bitch a few people out on this one – I won, he now won’t be held back!! 

More stuff happened but now it is all just a blur.

I reached my limit.  I did.  I don’t get stressed out very often, but I could not take it any longer.  I could not answer another question, could not give another direction, could not balance another checkbook, pay another bill – I just could do NO more.  I wasn’t sleeping well, I wasn’t eating well, I was exausted – mentally, phiscally, emotionally, just drained.

It was as if my brain was full

No more information could come in and No more could come out.  

Well the construction is almost done and is doing fine.  I have not heard from my so called friend with the sexual harrassment case and don’t really care to.  My son started school in the correct grade and I got about 20 hours of well needed sleep so all is well.  

I don’t like getting stressed and there is no way I could live each day being a stressed out maniac.  I don’t see how people live that way.  I appologize to those I was short with – I am sure they understood.