Overwhelmed
Um...I gotta vent. I'm having bit of a melt-down.
1.) Computer crashed last week. Found out today it will cost $1100 to recover the data. Um...that doesn't count the cost of getting a new computer. That's just to get the data. Last back-up was June. So that is every 52nd City file I have (web and all) for Sporty and Stupid. And all photos I've taken since June...just a lot of stuff. Very bummed...we are over a barrel.
2.) Found out on Friday's ultrasound, baby is butt-first breech. Found out today from doctor, "your baby is big and you have a small pelvis." All of this is leading to a probable c-section, which I wanted to avoid. Of course, I'll just be happy to get her here any way we can--but ugh! Surgery! And probably scheduled the week before Christmas. I'm not ready.
3.) Came home from birthing class tonight to find out that a.) I had left the water running in the sink the entire time we were gone (3 hours) and b.) the dishwasher had flooded all over the kitchen floor and is still filled with water...not draining. I have not been kidding about my brain turning to total jello during all of this. How could I have left the house with the water running? Then I can't even help clean it up because I'm so freakin' huge.
4.) Top all this off with the fact that I haven't even begun to write my blurbs or prepare for the Kick Ass Awards happening Monday and I haven't bundled any of the 52nd City issues for the Rock-n-Roll Craft show or Independent Art Market--due on Monday as well. Yeah...I'm about to lose it.
I have a lot to be happy about--elated about. But man...this shit is getting on my nerves. Overwhelmed is an understatement.
