And the stress from getting the house ready to sell & all of that emotion is taking a toll as well. I see the repairs, the painting, & even ordered kitchen cabinet pulls but I feel like I'm spinning my wheels & just waiting. Like I'm in stasis & not getting any closer to buying a house & moving forward....sigh. I wanna go search for my new house but it's not quite time yet & I'm worried that my house won't sell & we'll be stuck & really unable to move forward.
The tipping point was work this morning. I went in for a half day & never stopped to breathe until I left. But that wasn't the issue--I generally like being busy. It was the whack-job parent who felt it necessary to chew me a new one while the office staff laughed in the background. And I didn't do anything wrong. She accused me wrongly of keeping her from participating in her child's IEP meetings for two years running. Intellectually I know she's crazy & flinging stoopid accusations that have no basis in reality, but in my heart it wounded me because I work very hard to build positive relationships with my parents--it is intimidating for most of them to attend these meetings & I try very hard to make them feel at ease--with humor & empathy. And I think for the most part I succeed, until something like this happens. Just tough to swallow sometimes.