Do you ever have days where you feel like every nerve is right under the surface of your skin and at any moment one wrong sound, touch or someone talking in the wrong tone makes you feel like you want to crawl out of your skin? It's a feeling I don't control, but do my best to not react, which has taken a while for me to learn. Who says getting older doesn't have some benefits...I actually learned to bite my tongue? Anyway, last night I had to pick both boys up from piano. While in Castle Dale decided to grab a few groceries and with some begging from the littles grabbed Subway. I went cheap and didn't buy drinks so told them to hold off eating until we got home or they'd be really thirsty. Austin decided he couldn't stand it and had to eat on the way home.
What is it with boys and their noise? The chomping and breathing paired with the nerves just under my skin and the back seat crinkling of wrappers was about all I could take. Sensory overload! I took some deep breaths and didn't say a word, though I wanted to scream.
On days like that there isn't much that doesn't make me crazy. I'm glad I'm finally figuring out how to just bite my tongue.
Oh blessed hormones.
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