It's so hard sometimes. Life comes at you a thousand miles per hour and you try to cope with it - just one task at a time, just one day at a time. But it gets very tiring. Sometimes you just have to say 'no' and take a break. This past weekend my husband was away at a Men's Retreat Camp. I didn't know if I would be prepared to make it through the whole weekend unscathed! Every day the anxiety is kept at bay with carefully laid out plans for the day interspersed with time for doing the things that keep me healthy.
The only way to cope with this is retirement. That won't be for at least another 15 years at the rate we're going. Perhaps I'll win a lottery. Oooops! Don't gamble. Perhaps some obscure relative will die and leave me all his money. Perhaps... heh, heh... perhaps not! Well, maybe the Reader's Digest Sweepstakes? Is that really gambling?
Oh well, I'm just going to have to continue to take it one day at a time.
God, thank goodness you're here with me. What in heaven's name would I do without you!?
I ask you!