I’m a mom to two boys.  My life moves at a manic pace.  (I suspect that I am not much different than any other parents out there.)

You would think that I would welcome the opportunity to relax.  And I did.  If you would have asked me about it on December 23 or 24, I would have told you that I was all about taking some much needed time off to relax with family over the holiday break.

Well, not any more.

I’ve been visiting for far too long. I am quite literally, going stir crazy.  There is no laundry to fold. No floors to mop. No projects to complete.  It is just me, my husband and my children relaxing at my sister-in-law’s house.  AND I AM FREAKING OUT.  

What is wrong with me?!

Have you ever heard of something so warped in all of your life?  What kind of idiot can’t handle relaxation? 

THIS IDIOT.  That is who. 

Somebody do me a favor.  Next time you see me complaining about being incredibly busy and not being able to breathe and blah, blah, bah…. REMIND ME about this very post and how I can’t deal with too much relaxation.