A bit mid-life crisis-y lately. It's shallow and lame but my face has been bothering me a lot. A did a lot of tanning in my youth and it's catching up with me. It just makes me sad. I went to Ulta after doing a ton of research on skin products, and the consultant said, "Oh. That won't work for the damage you have." So that.
The school year starts in two weeks and I'm honestly not recovered from last year yet. I still have stress dreams about certain students and situations. I don't sleep well. I wake up at 2 am and worry. My mind races.
We got Maxwell's sports schedule for fall and I want to cry. The mom I was going to carpool with backed out, so I'm looking at practice three days a week 40 minutes in rush hour traffic, a two hour practice, and two other kids who it is not fair to lug there. I just want to cry. I need to solve that problem.
I have a follow up mammo I'm worried about, an endoscopy that I need to schedule for my Barrett's esophagus, and I'm just feeling old.
The one good thing. My family. Kids are doing well. They are becoming their own people and I'm proud of who they are becoming (mostly).