I had one of those we-aren't-really-fighting-but-this-isn't-a-pleasant-conversation moments with Enoch last night which still isn't settling well with me and all week I have felt the inadequacies of not being a good mom, spiritual leader, housekeeper and recently cook. I'm finally caught up on grades (except for one class) but my desk is a mess and completely unorganized. I think I'm at the point where I either need a really good cry or a really good workout, and I'm not sure I up to either...maybe both. I have hit a pinnacle of stress, and the much anticipated weekend away that I was supposed to get last weekend was cancelled because of President Hinckley's death (look for thoughts on this when I have my mind back).
Then the only presidential candidate that didn't make me vomit to listen to him talk had to drop out today. Basically, this week isn't looking like it's going to get any better any time soon.
I need a break from reality.