Yes I feel a bit of overload, mentally I think. This weekend we hightailed it to the cabin for some nice R&R and the annual board meeting of the homeowners association (yuck). The usual running crowd was on a cruise (I'm jealous) so the social life was very low key. Friday evening we settled in for a nice sleep after The Hubby took Clayton on a run to wear him out. Unfortunatly that did work out as well as usual. Clayton was antsy and just couldn't get comfortable in bed. I laid in bed myself trying to nod off and cursing the jittery dog when I rolled over and realized that the wiggling was not Clayton, who was fast asleep by my backside, but The Hubby who was twitching. His muscles were just jumping all over the place trying to relax. I know he does this most nights but Friday was the worst he's been in awhile. That is usually a sign of stress and tensness for him which made sense because work has been horrible. We are usually slow this time of year but this year, with the slow down in the economy it is even slower than usual. It's odd though as he usually shows his stress in different ways and I really didn't notice this time. Anyway, back to the night of uneasy rest. We finally all drifted off quietly when I was awakened about 2 a.m. to The Hubby sitting on the end of the bed on my side rifling through my purse with his little LED flashlight. I said, "What are you doing?" He replied, "Your phone battery is dying and it's beeping." I reminded him that I turned the thing off when we got off the main road when we arrived so it could not be that. He put my purse back and climbed back into bed mumbling he thought he heard beeping. Yes dear, just go back to sleep. Strange night.
I have to back up a bit to Friday. I finally was able to meet with my dear friend that is dealing with cancer to exchange our Christmas. We are usually late in this endeavor. I had painted her the picture of the wine glasses and strawberries and was anxious to give it to her. She was supposed to start Chemo on Monday (today) and I wanted her to have a happy place to look at and remember. She was very pleased with it. It is so hard seeing her go through this stuff. I'm very worried and really don't know what all is happening with her. Just all so out there as I've not had anyone close to me with cancer before (I lie, my grandfather had lung cancer but I was very young), and this is not the only person I know lately. There are two people at our cabin area dealing with different kinds of cancer. This is a whole new place for me to be and it weighs on my mind a lot.