I'm kind of an anxious and easily stressed person. On the surface, I may look calm and collected, the inside is a different story. The older I get, the worse it gets. And that really stinks because I don't like being this way. I can get snippy and short when I don't really mean too. I don't know why. It just happens. Sorry family. Things (and to be more specific, almost everything) stresses me out even when I don't want them too. I must say it all the time because Avery has started saying stuff to me like:
"I can't get dressed right now. It stresses me out too much."
"Cleaning me room is stressing me out. I want you to do it for me."
"I'm stressed about going to school."
"I'm too stressed about dinner. I can't eat it."
"Peyton touching my toys is stressing me out."
And on and on. I usually laugh when she says stuff like this because it's said in her melodramatic fashion, but I suppose it's really not that funny. It's time I worked on my "stress" so that I quit rubbing it off on to my kids.