It could be worse

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I am trying to mentally prepare myself for our trip to see the in-laws for Thanksgiving.

Last night I had a complete and total breakdown. I was way too tired, and too hormonal, and MY HUSBAND DIDN’T FINISH RAKING THE LEAVES!

I know, tragedy. I think that was just the straw that broke the camel’s back. I was already freaking out about having to make dinner, do laundry, iron clothes, work, pack for the trip, finish Christmas shopping for the FIL, and probably some other stuff too. Between now and Tuesday.

The first step should have been to have a relaxing weekend. But no. Hung out with the girls Friday night. Cleaned house all day Saturday. Went out with the hubby Saturday night. Church Sunday morning, then volunteered at this kids crafts thing all afternoon. So when I finally arrived home at about 5 p.m. on Sunday, I was beyond exhausted.

I made hot dogs in crescent rolls and macaroni and cheese for dinner. I know it sounds like kid food, but it’s one of my all-time favorite meals. Probably comfort food. But I stood there, sobbing hysterically while trying to stir the macaroni. Finally I ended up sitting on the floor crying while Jonathon finished making dinner.

I distinctly remember yelling, “…and I have all these things to do before we go to Hell on Wednesday!” Oops. We are going to his parents’ house on Wednesday. I guess I could have been nicer about that. It’s not his fault they aren’t normal.

So I am trying to think of reasons why our trip won’t really be that bad.

1. His brother won’t be there. I like his brother, actually, but we share a bathroom with him when we visit. It’s one of those Jack and Jill bathrooms, I think it’s called. So when I pee ten million times during the night, I have to close the door to Geoff’s room, and to the hallway, and then unlock them all again when I’m done. I know that sounds dumb, but it gets annoying after the tenth bathroom trip.

2. We get to see his cousin Tonya’s new baby (who I think was induced this morning if he hadn’t come out yet)

3. I am pregnant, and that makes my life a little more fun in general just because of our excitement about it.

Okay, so that’s not a very long list. But it’s a start. I can think positively. I have to, or I will drive myself crazy!

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