Lost Days

The last few weeks have been…. Overwhelming to say the least. While the end of a relationship always creates a void that requires filling to heal, I would really rather than have filled this void with what life chose.

In the place of my love life I’m filling that space with stress. Stress about Reggie the Rig. Stress about my mom’s diagnosis. Stress about my own health scares that are brimming on the sidelines waiting to take front row and center. Stress over transitions. Stress over job opportunities.

Needless to say I don’t have time for a love life at this point. I can barely make it through each day. And yesterday was just… another day. My RV repair man came over to do a leak check. We found…. Everything but the leak. He replaced a section of tubing that had a STAPLE in it. WHO on earth quality checked my rig’s work. Because they should look for work elsewhere. So should the person who made it. So now we’re replacing the pump to see if it’s the reason for the change… despite the fact that it pumps just fine… it just wont hold pressure. Oh and after flushing my water heater tank I don’t have running water to the kitchen faucet. So we get to flush my lines next week. Sigh

I lost a day of studying to household chores and gained more stress. Except last night I can’t remember exactly what stressed me out, but I turned off all the water while I slept. And while H had more runny stools. Yay diarrhea. 🙁

Tomorrow starts the drive back up to Pismo & the Central Coast. I’m doing relief shifts up there since my schedule down here got so messed up this month. Another stressor. . . Because I should just be focusing on the test, but I’m focused on everything BUT the exam.

Oh and Bernie’s email blasts are back. In case I didn’t have enough stress in my life seeing an inbox full of his emails about our exam has my stress higher. Puerto Vallarta may be electronics free weekend because I need a freaking reset button at this points.