I woke up two days ago with a skin rash that left the right side of my face red. My eyes were all puffy and I felt like my stomach had been turned inside out.
Stress.
It has been a monsoon in our household over the last year, but since Unfuckingbelievable happened I am having a hard time with the household level of stress. I would say we're at orange alert right now. HippieHusband is dealing with Unfuckingbelievable and the fact that he defends his Ph.D. in a little over a week. And his stress has manifested itself in the form of heartburn - at least twice a day he pops the Tums.
The two of us are clearly on edge.
Normally, I would convincingly tell HippieHusband that his defense will be awesome and nothing could possibly go wrong. But frankly, everytime I've said those words, something does.
So yesterday I thought that I would find a way to 'relax'. I can say that I will never ever ever do that again.
This last week I've aged 10 years, but at least the rash is mostly gone.
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