Stress

Stress. Everybody has it to some degree if they are at least school age. Everybody thinks their stress level is higher than the average person. I know I am guilty of thinking that surely there really are not that many people that have this level of stress in their lives. Only I find out after talking with people that everybody thinks the same way! Of course when you are dealing with difficult circumstances & situations it feels so much worse than what others must be experiencing. Not true.

Anyway, the stress level on Wednesday night was more than I could handle. Fortunately I have a wonderful God that helps me when I cry out to Him. And he did. Miraculously I got through that night. I didn't really want to write about it right away as I was so frustrated. With God. Yeah, I get really irritated with the way he works in my life. I know that I really need a lot of work or he wouldn't send me stuff all the time. Smile.

Work was very stressful last week. As an accountant, the first ten days of a month are the craziest. And it was crazier because of having 2 days off for Thanksgiving. I left work about 6 and picked up my husband to pick up the van that was finished. Then I headed to run a quick errand that included waiting for a train before picking up swimmer son. I was running a little late, but not much as he takes forever in the shower as I have mentioned before. And I got irritated with somebody in the right lane that was trying to cut me off. So I went over to the middle lane awhile when I heard a loud racket. There was a big truck to the left of me, so I thought that was it. Nope. It went by and the car still made the noise. Since this was a borrowed car I was unfamiliar with the feel and noises of it, but I did know that this was NOT good. So I pulled over to the right which was right by a merge lane and not very safe. I peeked out and there was a flat on the left rear tire. Urgh! I immediately called husband and then started trying to call people at swimming. By this time he would be waiting for me. Fortunately I was able to get his friend G's cell phone and left a message. A few minutes later swim son called me and I was able to let him know what the problem was. About 10 minutes later hubby arrived and I took the van to pick up youngest son. He was waiting there with one of the coaches. I thanked him profusely and headed back to the car to help. I had some gatorades in the car, so he was able to have a drink while we waited awhile.

Anyway, after much toil and calling the car owner and what not, I left with son to grab some sub sandwiches and head home. L was fixing the tire or having it towed and would meet us shortly.

Got home about 9 pm and middle son was there, so we all just sat down to enjoy some sub sandwiches, when L walked in. His face was white. I asked if he was able to get the car home. Yes. Didn't need to have it towed. However, the contract that he just started on Monday ended. Abruptly. The company killed the entire project he was to be working on. Dead silence. His voice cracked. Everyone's shoulders sagged. Sigh. Then quietly I asked if he could maybe get the other contract that he'd turned down? Hopefully yes. Suddenly I couldn't eat another bite. The bite of sandwich stuck in my throat. I took a sip of water and pushed my chair back. It would be a long night.

But we didn't have time to grieve as we were helping youngest son with the big presentation tomorrow at school. L got busy helping him make apple muffins to bring while I typed out his Apple to Apple style cards with history facts. I'm not great in Microsoft Word and it took me forever to print out cards with little apples on the back. I got to bed about 1:15 exhausted. But I did sleep well until about 5 when I woke up thinking about the job situation. I prayed to have hope. Faith. Trust. They are so hard sometimes.