Okay, so maybe Mental Health Day isn’t exactly a thing to be all happy about. Like melting snowmen, or something.
Anxiety has been killing me slowly. Every morning. I can’t kick it. My heart races, my head aches, I sweat, I shake, and I feel ill. And I get annoyed and short-tempered. Little things start to really bother me. Add that to sick, home-from-school kids, snot, puke, and sleeplessness, and this week has been a real treat. I had listed all the Things That Suck, but even I got annoyed with myself and then Preston started playing peek-a-book behind my computer screen, coming out with a smiling face every time, thinking he was just the most hilarious thing, and, well, I deleted the Things That Suck list because, really, there are too many Things That Do Not Suck.
Watching my baby play and making him laugh
Anything that comes out of my four-year-old’s mouth
Having something in common with my 10-year-old that we can share and chat about
The sunny, warm winter we’ve been having
Liliana’s teacher wearing a tutu-type skirt yesterday just for her (Liliana wears one nearly every day)
The fact that colds end (Right?)(TELL ME I’M RIGHT.)
Listening to Preston say, “mummummum”
Heat at the push of a button
Tell me some more good things. I like good things.