<p>I had a breakdown today. Or maybe it was an epiphany. And I think I will credit Sunriseast for saving my sanity. (If indeed it is saved) </p>
<p>today I spent time re-reading a lot of Sunrise’s posts and I came upon one written shortly after Hurricane Sandy about her mom. I can’t really define what switched in me, but I called H in tears and told him I just didn’t think I could do all that needed to be done and do any of it successfully. The insanity of what I (we) were about to willingly subject ourselves to became crystal clear.</p>
<p>I have two children who will graduate college in May. We have a daughter who is playing a DI sport who may or may not continue playing in the years to come. My oldest daughter is getting married and my mother is very likely keeping death at bay just to attend. There’s more, but those are the bullets. H called the realtor and explained that given all that is on our plates, we underestimated. I underestimated. I cannot drive myself crazy for the next two or three weeks getting this house on the market when in reality that will be just the beginning! Beyond the showings and feedback, we still need to live in this house and/or travel away from it all spring. And then there’s the goal itself… Selling the place. But what if it sells and I am expected to pack the entirety into boxes, find a new place to live or even put it all in storage at the same time as the rest? And this, of course, says nothing about really really wanting to drop at least 10 pounds before I even start trying on MOB dresses! </p>
<p>I read sunrise’s posts today and realized fully that life is just too damn short. I will be shortchanging every other thing on our calendar this spring just to accommodate the one thing that doesn’t have to be on the calendar at all! Yep… epiphany. </p>
<p>I will continue to work with the stager on my own dime to knock off the things that need to get done, but I will do them on MY schedule and not make myself endlessly available. And HOPEFULLY it will all come together before I leave for the nook (and the wedding) and maybe we will put the for sale sign in the yard so if it does sell, any closing dates won’t conflict with monumental life events. And I can also tell you this much, I did not have a surgery intended to make me look less tired just to end up looking completely and utterly exhausted for real!! </p>
<p>While it puts our life back into limbo somewhat (vs thinking we’re finally moving on to SOMEWHERE), we realized today that the stress of doing too much at once can only result in sucking the joy from the rest. </p>
<p>I admit I feel like a failure in not being able to rise to the challenge I set for myself, and if I am truly honest, I rarely ever accomplish what I set out to do in full. I might rationalize that it is what it is or I did the best I could. But driving myself (and everyone around me) crazy cannot be an option, especially if I want to be still married at the end of it. All I really know for sure is that it’s an emotional business packing up a house you’ve lived in for over 20 years even when you are no longer emotionally attached to the house itself. It will get done, but wanting to sell this house is not going to be the competition to my taking the time to stand back to admire my life’s work and our biggest investments: our kids and their success.</p>
<p>I have never had a “career.” I’ve always been a stay at home mom. And in this first year of the empty nest, I think I felt I had to hurry up and get on with it now that I’m “done.” But today I hit a wall… Sunriseeast is dying. She is leaving her sons and will never have the opportunity to be truly present for her kids again. And my mother is dying… and no matter how difficult that relationship has been, she too was a stay at home mother and I should have a lot more compassion for her than I do. </p>
<p>Tomorrow’s to-do list: Getting hair cut and colored. Having my nails done (haven’t had a manicure since before Christmas) and looking to book a flight to visit my mom when D’s team is within driving distance. I might even check out the work out thread!</p>
<p>Sorry for the ramble folks… I think the net/net here is that I really must have felt the need to prove something… but my being a stressed out ***** shouldn’t be one of them. :)</p>