Crisis Here, Crisis There, Crisis Crisis Everywhere

Lately I feel like I'm at that arcade game where the alligators (Ben says they are hedgehogs) keep popping up and you need to bob their heads down.

There!
And There!
And There! Ooh there! Quick there!

No sooner do I finish dealing with one thing - or actually before I finish - up comes another one. I'm not going to talk about work on a blog where everyone knows my name, where I work, and some of my coworkers even read this. And I'm not going to talk about Ben's work either. But there is too much drama in my life. And too many things at once, and just simply not enough time to even think through them straight. I guess I just feel really overwhelmed, and then I remember that there is also laundry to do and that I don't have anything that I want to wear tomorrow.

We are taking a day up north this week, spending the day in Rosh Pina and staying at a guesthouse near the Kinneret. Should be fun, relaxing, just what I need. Best of all, Eden is staying with Ben's parents, something that will be good for her and good for us. Then why is this just stressing me out? Why do I feel the need to plan every minute of it, lest we have a bad time? Why do I resent the one less day I have this week to complete my work...surely it's worth it?

You could say its hormones, and I'll be the first to blame it on the hormones instead of take responsibility for the angry glares I've been giving, the times I've burst into tears in the middle of traffic, and my general snappiness. If only it was that easy.

Wouldn't it be nice if all a pregnant woman had to do was sit back and feel her baby kick? And think of names and maybe do a little decorating.....