So I am kinda overwhelmed and depressed.
When I get this way I am known, on occasion, to act rashly.
Today is no exception. I called a real estate agent and went to see houses while I had a sitter. Like completely out of left field, looked on the Internet and called an agent.
My husband thinks I am losing my mind and maybe I am. But all four children have been sick, one at a time, for a month, no one is sleeping, you can't see the floor because we have so much crap everywhere, it is cold and raining and I am SO CLAUSTROPHOBIC.
Wine doesn't even help, that is how bad it is.
Maybe I need to learn yoga. But I think I need a new house.