Stress

Sometimes it all seems too much. I've often compared my life to an act I saw once, where a man was spinning a bunch of plates on the ends of long sticks. As long as he'd spin, spin this plate and then spin, spin that plate - all the plates would remain spinning...but at some point in time, one plate wouldn't spin fast enough and they'd all come crashing down to the ground.

• I've got lots of projects going on around the house...many are on hold for one reason or another. I was hoping to be much further along this summer than we are.
• My marriage, although we are working on things and it seems to be getting better, is going through the roughest rough patch we've ever been through.
• Three of my animals are sick...
• Flora, our baby dairy goat has a cough that she just can't kick.
• Itty, our angora goat has a broken leg (hopefully the cast comes next week)
• Steve, our sheep, has hurt legs - the bags of his legs seem like they are healing up and then he goes out to pasture and his legs get messed up again. They look like hamburger - the flies keep messing with him. I'm so upset...I keep trying to make him better - I think I need to take a basic vet class.
•  Work is stressing me out. It's a long, boring, involved mess - but I'm hoping that it gets rectified soon. I've done nothing wrong...but sometimes that doesn't matter.

I think I just need to go play some Scrabble with my husband and relax for a bit.