Wednesday

Anxiety level: astronomically high. There is a little lady running around in my head screaming her bloody head off. She is pulling at her hair. Scratching at her face. And sobbing. But she is locked in behind a smile.

Two more days until I give my two weeks notice. This morning my boss gave his two week notice. I was speechless.

This afternoon my husband told me that he wanted to buy a new $11,000 snowmobile. I was speechless.

This evening my children fought all the way to the evening’s activity. I was speechless.

The lady in my head is not speechless. She may continue screaming all night long.