Literally. It's too early in the year to be physically feeling the stress. But things never seem to slow down, we never seem to catch up, and we will never get ahead. Saying "we" because it's not just me. Many of my co-workers express the same sentiments. My observation is done. Nothing earth-shattering, but done. And yet the stress remains. I was hoping it would drop away. Last night I worked out, hoping to relieve some stress. Tonight I went to the chapel down the road, hoping prayer might bring some relief. At best, the relief was temporary. I could really use a good massage. Something has to give.
I'm the wife of one ancient man and the mom of two teen beings with Y chromosomes.
I teach middle school special ed, and I'm slightly "touched".
I've always been Catholic, but in recent years my faith has become much more important in my life. Now I'm a "Happy Catholic."