Stress? What stress?

This has been a challenging week. I realize it’s Monday, but we’ll just say “the previous seven days” and consider that this week. Maybe even longer, but I don’t want to think it’s been longer. When I was letting it all sink in, I realized that the little stress-o-meter thingy people use to measure stress is going through the roof for me*.

We’ve had some changes on the home-front. We’re trying to get all our finances in order so that we can start making all the repairs and fixes on our house so that we can sell it this year. That might not sound like much, but when you’re talking about a new roof (our quotes are around $5,000), removing wallpaper and trim, putting in new flooring in two bathrooms, painting the whole house, and any hundreds of small things I’m forgetting, it adds up to a lot of work and money.

My sweet GrannyThen my grandmother, who is 94, had surgery on her cornea on Friday. Obviously, anytime someone of that advanced age has a surgery of any kind, it’s a big deal. She wasn’t looking forward to it and has been struggling with it since. It’s irritating her and now it seems she’s got an infection. The doctor says that’s common, but it doesn’t add to her comfort level or get her back to normal faster. I wish there was some way to help. We went to visit her this weekend but the pain medication made her so drowsy she couldn’t enjoy it. She knew we were there though, and that’s all that matters to me.

Then on Friday, we found out that my aunt, my mom’s sister on the same side of the family has breast cancer and will be having a mastectomy tomorrow. This is my aunt that I’m the closest to, she gave me my first job working for her in a real estate office. Her only daughter is down in Florida and really can’t come up to help. This puts the brunt of the caretaking on my Mom’s shoulders, all while maintaining a full time job. So in addition to my ill family members, I’m worried about my Mom. I’m afraid to think of what HER stress-o-meter thingy looks like.

I guess all of this minimizes all the changes going on at my work. Even though I have some pretty serious career decisions to make, a major re-organization has got nothing on my loved ones!

*I’m at 322. Seriously.

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