Do You Ever Think About...Stuff?

This weekend was crazy busy but really very nice. We saw Supercross on Friday. And we had our trip to Daytona, which was lovely. I'll maybe share a few pictures when I am able to get them onto the computer and upload them, but frankly...I don't know, I kind of want to keep the weekend just for me and them, and the play-by-play recap isn't really necessary ALL the time, is it? I just have to remember to journal about it...

Last night was Sarah Carey's goodbye dinner. I hadn't really thought about it being probably the last time I would see her before she moved to California, and when I did realize it, I burst into tears (on the way home from Daytona) and spent the rest of the night periodically whimpering pitifully. I am so excited for her, but I'm just really going to miss her. But the dinner was tons of fun, and I have the pictures to prove it...that'll come along eventually too.

I am so ridiculously high-strung, tightly-wound, sensitive, irritable, uptight lately. I'm still fun occasionally too, but there's just a little more of that other side of me lately than I'd like. I think it's all the nonsense going on right now, the house and the moving (again and again) and everything else. But I feel like I'm becoming this much less fun version of myself. I'm not awful to be around all the time, but sometimes when I actually LISTEN to myself, I drive myself crazy... so I can only imagine how others feel. I'm doing that thing where I stop enjoying the ride and relaxing - now I'm trying to take control of everything - and that has never worked out for me nearly as well as just going along with the flow. I need to take about a thousand deep breaths and get a few good nights of sleep.

(I think that's kind of my way of apologizing if I seem or have seemed a little off in the past month or so.)