i've had a rough couple of days. mentally, i mean.
the actual hours of the day have been flying by this week with the business of two babies. casen is really a wonderful little thing. he would prefer to eat every waking moment and be held just as often. regretfully, that is not always possible. dumb everything-else-but-holding-the-soft-squishy-yummy-smelling baby stuff.
but regarding the mental anguish -- it's like my brain is in this weird alternate universe, contemplating and stressing over things for which i cannot come up with resolutions.
what's most irritating is i can't really put my finger on it. the "things."
it's just a lot of stuff combining to give me...something.
a headache, mostly.
anyway.. i know this makes no sense. it doesn't to me either.
to top it off, the broken record of God's voice saying, "I want you in My house" apparently has a second track called, "you worry about you." something about quitting the job of worrying about everyone else's problems and flaws and concentrating on my own internal issues.