These crazy kids are makin' me crazy!

Man this has been a long couple of weeks. David has been working long hours at the office, spending long hours building some shelves in our living room, and playing hard on the golf course every chance he gets. Last night, I finally reached my breaking point over really nothing at all. I turned off the stove mid cooking, grabbed the car keys, and left. I went nowhere. Well I actually went in a circle. Halfway around the loop, I thought to myself "What am I thinking? What's going to happen to the dinner? Is anyone going to eat dinner? Oh no, it's a school night. I probably should have had my break down on a Friday." Well too late now, I'm 20 minutes from home so I might as well enjoy the rest of the drive. I cranked up the music, cruised along and decompressed. There wasn't any one thing that had happened. I was just tired of being "on". I needed to shut down. You can't do that in my house. They always find me. Or I can hear them searching.

Close to home, I felt better, more composed, and hungry. Aidan ran out to meet me in the driveway, scared I wasn't coming back. David was fixing the tacos, 6o minutes was on TV , Camryn was already sleeping. I'd only been gone 40 minutes, but it felt like a day. The walls had stopped closing in on me. It was great to be home . And like all great things, it had to end. Aidan decided to sing the catchy commercial "Viva Viagra" for the rest of the night. How do you explain why you shouldn't sing that song? You tell him about the real version with the original words. "Oh, they're using that song to sell medicine for erectile dysfunction?" "Yes Aidan" .... and please don't ask what erectile dysfunction is. He didn't (this time). Now do you see why I go little crazy? And then there's the nice Mom who lets her kids lick the brownie batter from the bowl and her son wants to know if there's raw egg in it. He could get Salmonella... Or the girl who can't wait for Mom to cut the watermelon so she digs into a whole quarter as big as her head. Yes, most days I feel on the verge of going nuts, but I usually just crack up. At least I can drive my therapy loop. It's a little hard to get lost when you're going in a circle. You always end up back where you started.