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Something is festering inside me. It makes me irritable and impatient. I either float along with the current, like a buoy with no option, or fight the current madly.

Ah the melodrama.

I really don't know what is bothering me. I definitely feel a pull to "turtle in shell" mode, though. Also a pull to sweets, phone avoidance, procrastination, slacking off on my neat freak chores...all sure signs.

Until I figure it out, I've sort of got an emotional side screen up. Only problem is...it blocks incoming and outgoing.

The kids are making me crazy, demanding every single second, both of them competing for Most Needy award I think.

I don't know whether that is the cause or effect though.

It might be being blitzed with an overwhelming amount of good news/bad news scenarios recently. Our oven---the broken one that needed at least $400-$500 worth of work---magically began working. The next day, my tire went flat. The following day, I got it fixed for free, but we learned our other car needs at least $660 worth of work. And we got notified our electricity bill is going up by $150 a month. That should just about suck up the extra amount of money I am bringing in.

It might be sending my energy in several new directions. I've taken a larger leader role in my club, started that new job, and am still trying to get my business to be, well profitable (which means successful).

The upshot is I have something out of balance and feel a lot of forces working against me as I try to get things moving in a more positive direction.

This requires some thought. Hopefully whatever it is will either sort itself out or I'll figure it out and sort it out. Hopefully very soon.

My laundry sits wrinkling in the dryer as I type...

Oh, and apropos of nothing, what does it say about this country that we can't even seriously consider a woman for President and yet both a South American and African country can elect one? US...so progressive...

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