Sometimes things get so overwhelming you just need a vacation.
But it isn't possible for us to take a vacation right now.
So I get to stay in the overwhelming mess.
See, our house house hasn't sold yet.
And we found out it flooded the other day.
Which I guess it is good it hasn't sold as I would hate for someone to buy the house and days later to find a problem like that. I am not going to do that to anyone. Luckily we found the problem and were able to fix it, but not until after the damage had been done.
For the past two days we have been at the house tearing up carpet, moving furniture, and trying to dry it out and get the smell out.
I am weary. Not just tired but full on weary in my bones, in my spirit, in my hope.
We need this house to sell.
And weary is not a feeling I enjoy feeling.
Keith saw me sink into the chair and he heard the sigh. He looked at me and then a photo of me in my wedding dress and said "But Mommy, you are a prince."
And I laughed. And just a little of the weariness left me. Because he is absolutely right (almost). I am a princess. And though I have many things taxing me, and am nowhere near being finished with the house right now, I am a princess and I need to act more like it. I need to smile more, and love more. And darn it, I need to actually try to get ready for the day again. I tend to put that off as I keep thinking I will go running, but never have time to do that, so... Jeffrey has been coming home to a stinky unwashed wife lately. I tell you, stress does weird things to people.
So when I am buried under stress, I just need to remember I am a prince(ss) and my husband and children love me.