Stressed

This weekend was a stress fest. My DH has been working non stop since he took the job from hell and there doesn't seem to be light at the end of the tunnel. I know I have told him silently to suck it up and now, I guess it's my turn. I love my children, but BUT I have been a job widow for 5 months. We're TRYING not to spend money, so I haven't gotten a babysitter all summer. Sunday, DH was taking the kids to the movies so that I could finally have a break --- 4 whole hours to myself to do with whatever I wanted.... AND THEN THE PHONE RANG and within minutes DH was gone and so was my day. I cried.... alot. I didn't think I had it in me, but I guess I was doing a good job of holding it in. STRESS.... I took a long shower with the kids in front of the TV (who were also seriously bummed that Dad couldnt spend time with them). We went for a bike ride, made pickles, took the dog for a walk and stopped for icecream at the DQ. It didn't seem to be enough for the kids so they were bears for most of the day. I am sure they were feeding off my emotion and/or lack of enthusiasm. I was so happy to have them in bed. I ate pie.... 2 pieces of pie and a cold glass of milk. I thought about how this wasn't a good way to deal with the feelings... and then I gave myself the finger and finished what was on my plate.