Just thought I’d share while I’m waiting for Maury to come home and for Lara to drop off the kids. We’re babysitting again. Love the little ones but it’s totally disruptive to our routine. She drops them off with bags of snacks, toys, books to read and a change of clothing in case we decide to take them somewhere. My mother would be appalled if we showed up to visit her with drool or stains on their clothes. Maury wouldn’t notice and I don’t care, but she is a perfectionist, especially about appearance. Is your mother?

Sandwich generation–

Being trapped between my mother and my kids and then their kids gives me stress. I love my family but they make demands, have expectations, render judgements. Everyone has their needs. Mine are hardly ever met. My stress therapy group says I need to enhance my joy through meditation or yoga. Those are great if you can sit still or consent to being twisted into a pretzel for an hour. I don’t have the time. I’ve tried visualizing a more peaceful me but when I close my eyes I see my wild hair, my over-filled tote and a frantic look in my eyes.

Wrestling with life’s chores–

I think families, jobs, errands, to-do lists and remembering and buying people birthday cards all give us stress. I could use a clone to impersonate me, forge my signature and attend my stress group today. Then I could be relaxed. What’s giving you stress?

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