Stress

I guess I'm still stressed out. I just counted out the money and added up all the credit card charges, then went on to subtract the cost of the table.... twice. As hubby said, that's not something wrong with the math, that's common sense. Yeah, well my common sense hasn't been working right for a few weeks.

I drove myself to my therapist last week and forgot where I was to get off the highway. I knew I had gone too far, but turning around, I still couldn't figure out where I was supposed to go. I told my therapist about it and she said it's stress related. It doesn't explain why all of a sudden I've got energy and the next moment I'm slurring and can't find the words as I'm talking to Mom on the phone. I went to bed immediately and just passed out until 4:45 the next morning. I'd like to say it's only happening while the show went on, but truth is, Frank and I are so darned tired and hurt so much because of the show that it's making me wonder if I should do it again. I WANT to, but I'm beginning to think it's just too much for us.