a wee bit overwhelmed

I'm fighting a migraine, I get two a week, so I will make this brief.
If I can get outside and not puke my guts out from the light sensitivity, G and I are going for a ride in his favorite stroller.
Last year, I bought a bumbleride, used, off of craigslist. it is so much fun for him, as it has air inflated tires and a smooth ride...in other words, easy on the senses.

I am going to take Labor day off, (normally I could be working) and use the day to get together with Paul in the morning before Graeme wakes up and have a meeting of the minds. We each know autism advocacy stuff that the other doesn't know. We need to talk over coffee. Exchange ideas. Probably download and print more paperwork. I'm being treated for anxiety (by telling you this, I hope to take some of the stigma out of taking charge of your mental health). Part of the treatment involves facing the fear of the paperwork. Just thinking about it gives me chest pain! eeeeeeep. I have to get strong, and I have to stay focused. My son is the best motivation.

I skipped yoga today. it's two hours away, and I can't handle driving when I feel this ill. (migraines can be caused by anxiety and stress, duh...right?)

Marriage communication was really difficult when I was on nights and he on days. Now, we're both on days, but we live in a rental we picked out before we knew our jobs were going to change. we both spend up to 3 hours a day in the car. it's really taking a toll on me. I wouldn't mind if it was a bus or train, but it's a car ride and it's scary when you are tired. I wish it made sense to move back to the apartment complex, but it doesn't right now. We are too noisy (Graeme plays drums) to be apartment dwellers anymore!)

G (my son) has out grown a lot of his stuff and we have things to mail, things to sell, things to give away. Bittersweet. My boy is growing up!