Fair Induced Stress
It's Thursday, Sheep Show day.
I wish that I could watch the show from a webcam. I don't want to go to the Fair.
I can recognize the sources of stress and frustration but I can't seem to find a remedy or a solution.
1. J & W (ages 4 and 6) are over the top with excitement. Sugar +junk food +carnival rides + friends= high energy and sassiness. I find them almost unbearable. It might be fatigue - I slept in the van on the Fairgrounds last night next to N (age 13). Woke up at least 20 times by barking dogs from neighboring campers.
2. The Fair is smelly and dirty. I can't pack enough changes of clothes to keep myself and the family clean. Animal dirt doesn't really bother me...people dirt is bothering me A LOT (especially "the public" because I can smell the alcohol and drugs on them and my eyes zone in on their dental and skin diseases. It's disgusting.)
3. Family comes in today to watch the show. I understand that they are supporting us by coming to the show but the selfish side of me says, "if you really wanted to support us, watch the little kids so that I can watch the show." "Take them so that I can help the big kids get their animals ready." Why didn't I hire a sitter?
4. I should be grading papers. I should be getting the lawn mowed and the house ready to sell (the stress over the cottage sale is pushing me over the top, I'm sure). My to-do list seems never-ending. I try to work and the smallest children beg me to leave home for the Fair. It's a viscous cycle. I haven't managed to grade a single paper today or answer any student e-mails. It's almost 2 p.m. I've barely managed breakfast.
No conclusion.
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