Up at O Dark Thirty cause I got a kid who’s like I know I’m an honor student and the only freshman cellist in symphony, but I also want to be a swimming and diving champion, because exercise is good for stress. Hey, do you have any volunteer work available? I don’t feel adequate pressure about being the very best me I can be. I’m halfway to thirty! Does this student planner make me look sleepless enough? Also, got any carbs? I’ve only consumed 2500 calories and a liter of water and I’ve got the PSAT and a two-hour rehearsal tonight…
Gee, I can’t imagine why so many kids are anxious and depressed.
I’m not complaining about anything other than the early morning. Lack of sleep is bad for my anxiety.
The Mister and I get it, cause we’re Type A.
These things manifest in assorted ways. You wouldn’t suspect his Type A-ness at home. Around here, he’s basically a sofa-sitting chocolate-eating depressive who snarks til we all pee our pants with laughter.
At work, well, “BUT WAS IT PERFECT, KAREN?”
Meanwhile, I’m sincerely trying to relax, but I don’t know how and I have to pee again and I wanted the soda but there were 35 milligrams of caffeine in it and I’m not shaking, the earth is moving! And now I won’t be relaxed until ten minutes before my alarm goes off the next morning.
I’m funny in that way that’s like, “What’s beeping? Oh shit, I think the pies are on fire! Hey, did anyone give the cats dinner?” Then I give the cats dinner, and I see dust bunnies under the baker’s rack and well, since I’ve got a broom in hand, may as well sweep the back hallway and since I’m in the hallway, may as well throw in a load of wash, and since I’m already in the back of the house, maybe I’ll…
Really, what is relaxing? You mean like meditation? I meditate. Non? Not like that?
How much were The Mister and I home during high school? Uh, about never.
I remember one time in high school, I helped my mother fold laundry — not my laundry, mind you, I did my own laundry — but I helped her fold her laundry. It shocked the shit out of her, and she thought I was buttering her up for something. In reality I needed her to drive me somewhere and I knew she wasn’t gonna leave the laundry to wrinkle, because like mother like daughter, so you know, if I wanted to get there, I had to step up and fold with her. I couldn’t very well scream, “Fold faster, Woman!”
*achem*
I will drive to schools Five More Times today. One of those is a combined trip, though, so that’s nice. Isn’t that nice?
Dinner is at 9pm.
Course, we should really all be in bed by 9pm, on accounta the O Dark Thirty and all…
Coffee.
Okay.
No, not like that, clap your hands like a cheerleader.
OKAY!
Time for Trip Number Two.
READY! OKAY!
joeyfullystated 
Dinner at 9pm!! Holy heck no way I could sleep on a full stomach!!
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I know! When I woke up this morning, I don’t even think my digestion of last night’s dinner was complete!
Tuesday and Wednesday will be better.
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Now I am totally stressed out….Good luck with your day, Joey.
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Thank you, Lois 🙂
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BIG (((HUGS))), Joey! I’m learning to SLOW down. But I don’t have children either, so with that said …. GOOD LUCK!!! 😉
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Thank you Amy (((BIG HUGS))) I’ll do my best to book and nap 🙂
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I’m stressed from reading this and I never get stressed. But, then again, I’m usually going to bed around 9:00, so…
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Good job, Dan! *gives gold star*
I only go to bed at 9 when I’m sick. I’ll be getting to bed earlier over the next few months though. I don’t want to live in a blur.
Never stressed sounds like a dream!
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Reading this took ALL my energy for today. How the heck am I going to WRITE and FEED myself?
The time in life when you have kids at home is anxiety-provoking – you might not be doing it RIGHT.
The time of life when the kids are out on their own isn’t a whole bunch better, but at least it’s not your fault. But if you want to be there when an if any of them choose to reproduce, you gotta learn to chill. And no coffee after whatever point in the day it ruins sleep for you.
Advice from an older mother…
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Terribly sorry, didn’t mean to rob you of energy!
I drink decaf coffee, seven years now. Caffeine is just addictive anxiety for me.
I hope in the 2nd paragraph you meant to say “If” cause well, I do think I’m doin it right! lol I already prepped the first two kids and they’re okay, so even if I’m not all right, I’m not all wrong 🙂
I have grandsons, but they live 1000 miles away. I’m really a lot better than I was. I have done a lot of work, but I doubt I’ll ever be cured or chill.
Can’t help with the writing, but I’ve got a big pot of soup if you can make it over here for lunch 🙂
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You are a powerhouse – and I had no idea you were old enough to have grandchildren! Kudos!
I meant to be like you – it just didn’t work out somehow.
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I get that a lot 🙂
I wanted to be more than I am, too, that’s a high anxiety factor. I hadda get over that.
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Possibly it’s the photo of four young children? Possibly that’s an old picture? I’m confused, since I don’t know you in RL – possibly one of those four was you? My chronology is challenged, but I’ll catch on eventually – no need to explain.
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The anxiety is palpable. Deep breaths, Joey. Inhale. Exhale. Wishing you a good, if not peaceful day.
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Thank you very much. I hope and plan for some downtime mid-day 🙂
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I know it’s probably not right but this post made me chuckle. Sassy seems to get her achiever mentality honestly. You have an awful full Dance Card yourself Mom. Someone telling you to “chill” is like telling a snake to keep their fangs to themselves. Not that you’re a snake it is just that the “chill” gene is missing from Joey’s DNA. So drink your De-Caff.; make your soup and writes your writes and enjoy the rain. If you can. Okay!
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YOU ARE ALWAYS SUPPOSED TO LAUGH AT MY POSTS. At least a few smiles and smirks — even in the saddest, most pathetic ones, I’m aiming for humor. So THANK YOU!!! 😀
It is like that. I identify with snake being expected to keep fangs to herself. I can do all things through fangs which strengtheneth me! 😉
So damn good to be got!
Thanks again!
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Your post makes me extremely grateful I am a) not the anxious type and b) did not have any of those “over achiever” type kids. Mine all had activities but not multiple activities at one time and there was an 8 year gap between the first two and the third so I had some down time. Happy Monday!
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Happy Monday 🙂
I’m glad to add to your blessing count.
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You say in About joey, “Neurotic Bitch, Mother, Wife, Writer, Word Whore, Foodie and General Go-To-Girl.” Synonyms for neurotic: mentally ill, mentally disturbed, unstable, unbalanced, maladjusted; psychopathic, phobic, obsessive–compulsive, etc. I think I agree with Benson. Who else would document dialog with anxiety? And the broom thingy sounds like effective use to time, place, tools, and opportunity. Rave on, dear lady.
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Right? Thanks for not sayin I should just snap out of it or something to that effect. Your acceptance of my illness and my candor are much appreciated.
It really is effective, I just need to remember to stop sometimes 🙂
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*deep breaths*
❤
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Right! Only one more trip to go, The Mister said he’d do the last one ❤
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I think I understand some of the problem. That was not coffee. It is tan colored milk you are drinking there!
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Haha! Yeah, I seldom drink black coffee and when I do, I’m super super picky! But hey, at least I stopped putting sugar in it 2002 🙂
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:O You are the amazeballs! Also: does your anxiety hang out with my anxiety, because they sound JUST ALIKE. And I’m like, “You don’t have to be anxious. There’s is nothing to be anxious about.” and then my feels are like, “Okay, then, let’s be depressed.” Damn the feels.
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I contend all of the anxiety hangs out with the rest of of consciousness, hatching plans, building momentum.
I am so sorry you feel the depression. I have only had causal depression and quite honestly, that was bad enough. YOU are the amazeballs! I am so glad you’re here, Marian. ❤
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I would be stressed out having to have dinner at bedtime! 🙂
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Yes!
Judy, I sent you an email and I can’t seem to get to your site! It’s quite sad.
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I am sorry you couldn’t get to my site, Joey. I don’t know what happened. You can email me on judyemartin@outlook.com or on my ‘about me’ page 🙂
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This has been happening to me a lot too! It opens and then just decides to keep reloading.
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At Judy’s? I still can’t get there. It just won’t load. It’s terrible. I dunno what to do.
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That happens on my laptop, it just doesn’t load. On my phone, it keeps reloading and rescrolling if that’s a thing.
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Frustrating. I feel sad about it.
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Oh how annoying. I am sorry this is happening 🙁
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Are you having plenty of readers? Is it not happening to everyone?
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Well, that is also difficult to say Joey, as I might have lost some when I moved here, sadly.
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😦 I’m just sad, Judy. I’m missing everything.
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I cannot understand what is going on but I will have a good look at it and try to sort it out. I don’t want you or anyone else to miss anything!
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Thank you. It’s been four days 😦
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oh no!, that is not good at all. Can you not read any of my latest posts at all?
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Joey, will you try this link please? https://www.judyedwinamartin.com/
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I click it and instead of keeping that in the browser, I get this: http://127.0.0.1/ in my browser. I haven’t been able to get to your site in four days. I can read the beginning in my email, but no matter what I click, I get that http://127.0.0.1/ thing.
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Right, I am getting straight back onto support, I thought they had been able to fix it . They deleted it once as well!! It is getting on my nerves now as I cannot use Edwinas Episodes as that has too many errors! I am so sorry you have had trouble with accessing my blog. and thanks for trying! I will get back to you as soon as I have dealt with support.
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I’m sorry, too. I even checked my Chrome, and of course, I’ve restarted and shut down several times this week. Best of luck. Stay in touch.
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Thanks Joey. Will do ♥️
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HEY! I got there, to a static page. No posts listed, but I got to your page!
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YAY!!Apparently it is fixed now but I am just getting it to look right again, Thanks so much for letting me know about the problems, and for sticking with me! 🙂
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I think everything is finally working again now. 🙂
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And someday you will miss every minute of it…but then…it will be time to watch your kids do the same things with theirs. I see smirks in your future and some snark, too! Not that you don’t have those already. 😉
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I am pretty well chuffed about things now, but I WILL NEVER MISS 5am! 🙂
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It’s not out of the question that I would be going to bed at that hour! You should be chuffed. You have a great family and they have a great Mom.
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Thanks! 🙂
I’d prefer to go to bed around 1am and sleep til my body says stop.
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It’s 3:24 right now and I”m thinking about bed. I can sleep late, though. You don’t have that luxury!
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Ah, but so nice 🙂
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In my head I hear, “Breathe in, breathe out. Wax on, wax off.” 🙂 I’m a trying-to-be-reformed Type A myself, so I get it. Home-schooling means we missed a lot of the craziness of driving, but still…
janet
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Ah, breaking Type — the struggle is real! I breathe, I breathe 🙂
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I was never at home during high school and when I was my mother was always ironing – she ironed everything – underwear, bras, washrags.
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Mercy! LOL
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I so glad that my early mornings are rare…and they usually only occur on a weekend when we have far drives and early games. 7:00 a.m. still feels much too early when it’s still dark outside. I’m a circadian rhythm kinda person. I woke up super early each day in Scotland because the sun came up much earlier.
I often get on a roll… both with cleaning and with anxiety, but I do try to stop to read or bask in the sunshine to force myself to slow down. 🙂 Hope you found some moments of downtime.
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I am so tired, Amy. LOL
Rollin outta bed at 5 is like a death march.
I did get some book and a nap in, specifically, about a page and a half before my eyes were like NOPE!
I’m glad you don’t have too many early mornings, I really am. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone, let alone your gentle soul!
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*hands over oxygen mask* Maybe you should really invest in one and just keep inhaling from time to time! Man… there is type a and then there is TYPE A – and then it’s you!
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Haha, takes one to know one, eh?
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A day in the life of ….
How is it I’m retired and an empty nester and yet I can still relate to this post?
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I dunno. I feel kinda bad for you though. Does this mean later, I will still fill these calendar slots?
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Yes. Definitely yes. Why else would I be up at 6 am on a Tuesday morning? 😴😴
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Hehehee! Oh Joanne!
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Your post is making me anxious lol! Whew. I don’t think I’ll have to worry about that with LM, because his goal in life is to do as little as possible. He’ll act like we’re monsters who make him slave away 24/7 because he has a soccer practice that takes place three hours *after* he gets home from school. “Don’t you know a kid just wants a break sometimes?!” Dude.
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He may well stay that way, my son did. However, I’d be remiss not to tell you that while Sissy always wanted to go-go-go as a kid and still does, Sassy and Moo evolved into goers around middle school time. Moo literally sings things like “I wanna be where the people are…”
But when she was a small bean, she needed lots of quiet and alone time. Sometimes she would voluntarily sit in the naughty chair where no one was allowed to bother her! I never suspected she’d turn into a peopler!
Again, LM may stay that way tho 🙂
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LOL that timeout chair is the best anti-peopling I’ve heard of. If he doesn’t, I predict that he’ll end up watching Golden Girls reruns with me on Saturday nights when he’s in high school.
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And won’t that be nice? 😉
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