Are you the type of person that cleans like crazy when stressed?
I, am not.
I wish I was.
Whenever I am overwhelmed or stressed or lets face it, just crazy hormonal this happens. I get so caught up thinking about the things I am stressed about, and how messy the house is continually getting, that nothing gets done.
Lucky for me, I married a great man. The guy that holds me, tells me to go up stairs, lay down, and he cleans up. I would call his mom and tell her thank you for raising such a great son, but it would probably only result in incomprehensible high pitched squeaks and other weird noises and me sniffing my teary runny nose on the phone.
Gosh I am a lucky girl. And gosh am I a hormonal mess. And gosh am I excited for this baby to be out of me so the Rachel I like to be can come back.