My stomach is in knots.
There's just so much going on, it all gets to me when I have a second to sit and breathe.
Things to order. Homework to do. My daughter starts school in the morning. Practice plans to work on. Cars to fix. Laundry and dishes to do. Rooms to switch. Floors to clean. Meals to plan. Groceries to buy.
And no time for any of it.
I feel sick to my stomach.
I'm trying to relax.
Waiting for the washing machine to be done so I can throw my clothes in the dryer, and take a hot shower, and get some sleep.
It's hard to relax and sleep knowing that there aren't enough hours in the day tomorrow to complete everything I have to complete.