Days 305-308 Back to Reality

I have no point or purpose for today's post.

I just felt like I needed to break out the keyboard and start typing.

I am an emotional tornado right now. I am in limbo between "I am such a lucky person!" and "Am I really happy?"

Yes, I sit here at my computer and type away in hopes that my fingers will create a soothing, energy release because I am in desperate need of "something".

Mr. Strong would say that I am in desperate need of a shot of "petercillian", but that is another story...

I'm working on meditating more.

I'm working on finding balance again.

It just seems that since my studio location was given away to another business and I began all of this house renovation, house hunting, house building, the kids need this, the kids want that, where in the crapballs is Mr. Strong, and work's end of year (so do freaking everything), that I have lost myself in the detour I am on - and I don't want any of it - anymore...

Then...

Kitty placed 2nd in her doubles tennis tournament this weekend - we missed Mr. Strong's brother's wedding, (but in my defense, since we only had 5 days notice, Kitty just couldn't bail on her doubles partner because then she wouldn't have been able to play in the tournament...her coach would have been furious since you are supposed to let them know at the beginning of the season if you can't make any of the tournaments, blah, blah, blah...his brother doesn't have a lot to do with the kids anyway...this SHOULD be understandable, right?), and after a very heated argument between Mr. Strong and I, I took the kids away for the night this weekend while he went to a shoot.  I discovered all over again how good my life is. The kids had so much fun this weekend. It was a stress free couple of days - well almost, Doodlebug was very close to being gagged and duct-taped to his stroller while we were in the mall - but other than that, we had a lot of relaxing fun.  

Then...

Back to reality on the drive home. Back to the mounting frustrations over what we will do about our "new house" situation. Back to our "the deadline's looming" taxes. Back to the decision making over what we should do to our house before it goes on the market. Back to the cleaning before the maid comes. Back to the kids messy rooms, laundry, and work.

Like I wrote...back to reality.

I'm trying desperately to turn my mind off for 15 minutes to recuperate without the help of a bottle of wine or Advil PM!

Any suggestions?

With the stress of everything that has been going on, I have lost some weight. On this note, I will start back running this week. I haven't ran since January because of my asthma, sickness or the 100 mile/hour wind we have had every day since. I'm sure I will be sore and passed out on the side of the treadmill or road, but rest assured - I will get over it!

I just hope my endorphins return!