My husband's been laid off since December, and his unemployment will be running out pretty soon. I'm plugging away at a stressful job that sucks the soul out of me (yeah, I know, I'm lucky to even *have* a job). I'm around people and chaos 'WAY too much, I never have any time at all to myself unless I get up at 5:00 in the morning (and then I'm half-dead by 3:30.) I sit in my car during my lunch hour (regardless of how hot it is outside) just to get some time ALONE. I'm already dreading going back to work tomorrow, which means I'm not even allowing myself to enjoy my time off. Talk about a crappy mindset!
I worry about bills. Constantly. I worry about credit card debt. (Brakes on my car went last week, and I have a feeling there's going to be a vet bill fairly soon.) Husband flutters around helplessly, then disappears into the computer. I'm 57 years old, exhausted, discouraged, and feeling absolutely hopeless.
Weight's at 240 and hovering. (I haven't updated my avatar.) I manage to work out sometimes, but lately more and more I skip a day and just collapse into a chair feeling totally depleted. Been staying pretty much on track with eating, mostly because I haven't had much of an appetite.
Sorry for dumping, thanks for listening!