Stressing!

I know I should be 100% grateful for the busy week(s) ahead of me. I KNOW. I've been wishing time would move faster and instead it's been dragging lately. A few days of go-go-go should be wonderful. So why am I feeling wound up and completely stressed about everything right about now??

I'm a list person, and I like to write things out. It keeps me organized, but sometimes it adds to my stress, knowing how much I have to do. I don't really mind this though, because I'd rather feel organized and stressed (which I'm going to feel either way) than disorganized and stressed, which is a lot worse. So I'm going to indulge in a bit of listing.

Matthew's anniversary sale starts tomorrow, and I'm going to work for 2-3 weeks (we hope.) I'm really not sure how it'll work out, because it'll mean being on my feet almost all day, but it's really not hard work - I'm just packaging orders for the sale. It's 9-5, which is great as far as regular hours go, and if my evenings were completely empty I'd be fine. But they're not!

So tomorrow I'm going to be dropping Matt off at work, running to Costco for Maynard's candy (one candy per order!) coming back and helping pack magnets into baggies, and at 12pm when the sale starts, we'll start packaging the orders that we already have the stuff for. Then we'll finish at 5pm, have to figure something out for dinner (can we say, "fastfood"? Poor baby.) and then we'll run (or drive...) to our photography class at the college which starts at 6:30 (we would leave from home at 5:30.) That runs until 9:30pm, home by 10-ish, and CRASH.

Tuesday is much the same, except I'll be packaging all day instead of running errands, and our photography class starts at 7 instead of 6:30. Maybe time for something other than fastfood for dinner. But here's the catch. I pretty much have 2 assignments due on Tuesday, and I have no idea when I'll have time to do them. One involves taking 8 photos at different settings on my camera and the other involves putting together a small powerpoint presentation on the photographer of my choice (a little bitter about that one, but that's for another blog post.) These assignments need to be done before the end of the work day tomorrow (or at least the picture-taking does) because we need to have time to print the photos at the 1-hour photo place at Walmart before we leave for class. :P Oh, then home by 10:30, and CRASH once more.

Oh wait, I forgot something about Tuesday. It just might make my day better! I have the anaesthetic consult then, which means I'll be leaving work at 1:45-ish.

Wednesday = work. Time for dinner in the evening, then a Relief Society meeting involving cake-decorating from 7-9. Sometime probably close to 10 I'll crash once more. Somewhere in that mix I need to practice piano and make it seem like I've been practicing every day this week (totally haven't touched the piano since Thursday...) but I know my piano teacher will see through it anyway. He's been teaching too long to be fooled.

Thursday and Friday aren't bad days, they're just work. I'm hoping in those evenings to do some housework, any photography homework that'll be due the following Monday or Tuesday, practice piano for once, and actually relax a little bit. Oh, and write up the entire Sacrament meeting presentation and submit it to the Bishop for approval (almost forgot about that!)

Saturday and Sunday are General Conference and I'm really excited for the peace and quiet and spiritual rejuvenation that comes with it...I could use some of it right now.

So anyway, that's my week. If you try to call me, I'm probably not home. And if you leave a message and I don't call back, I probably didn't get home at a decent enough hour to call you. I'm sorry. The following week or two is pretty darn close, except there's no anaesthetic consult after this one, and there just might be a picnic one afternoon that I told Matt I'm going on with some old friends. I didn't bother asking because, although he's my "boss" when I'm working for him, I'm also free help. You take what you can get!

I hate when I'm so stressed about the week to come that I can't thoroughly enjoy Sunday! It hangs over my head like some impending doom and it dampens my mood without my even thinking about it, causing this tight feeling to linger in my chest. Does anyone else get that ever?

So writing it out didn't really change the situation, but at least it made me realize that the crazy stressful-ness is really only Monday to Wednesday. I just need to get through these next few days (and the 3 similar ones the following weeks) and then I'll be fine.

I think I probably just need some sleep. I woke up exhausted this morning after 10 hours of sleep and feeling funny, and I was going to stay home from church but I had things to do and people to talk to, so I went anyway. I was feeling better by the end, but now that I'm getting tired again, ohhhh boy. I'm hoping and praying I feel better tomorrow (although a teeny tiny part of me is hoping and praying to feel dreadful tomorrow so I can relax and skip just one of the stressful days!!! Wouldn't you??)

Anyway, life hasn't all been a veil of tears for me lately! Matthew came with me to my sister's on Friday, and I got to go to a fun sale. It's a sale put on by parents of multiples (at once, like twins), where they sell off all their excess stuff at ridiculous prices. I got some really cute clothes that will make our little one look all posh (in my opinion, the cutest way of dressing boys!) and some toys involving teething rings, rattles, and lego for toddlers. OH! And here's the steal. A couple beautiful knit blankets for only $3 each. Couldn't believe it.

Then we helped my sister and her husband move into a new place on Saturday. I didn't do much lifting, but we set up furniture, looked after the kids, made food, and vegged. It was fun and nice to see my sister and her little family. Her boys are SO cute and I was pretty excited to have the magic touch with my 5-week old nephew, Ayden. Okay, so I couldn't do a thing when he was hungry, but other than that, I was pretty much the baby whisperer. It instilled just a little bit of confidence in me!

I should really wrap this up now as Matthew has headed up to bed and I should follow. I'll write again after my 3 days are passed (OR the next 3 weeks are passed! Grateful to have something to do...grateful to have something to do...grateful to have something to do...maybe if I say it long enough it'll magically be true.)

P.S. I'm adding this as an afterthought because I really don't have the energy to fit it in in a more verbose way. I truly AM grateful that the next 3 weeks will pass quickly, because then I'll be magically 3 more weeks along. HUR-FREAKING-RAH. I love when time passes quickly!