Sometimes it takes the smallest thing

I started off today affirming that I will be stressed over the next few weeks and stating that “I will be okay.” I made every effort to make sure that I have a good morning/day. I even put heels on today! I just received notice yesterday that the incoming owner of my 3-family home will be assuming ownership at the end of July and that he will be residing in my current apartment. So let’s look at timing. I have to find another apartment for Aiden and myself within this short window. Granted, I’ve known the house was for sale and placed on the market, but I didn’t want to put energy towards an apartment search until I was sure of what the new owner was doing. Needless to say, I didn’t think they’d takeover my space.

So here I am on this Monday processing everything that is on my plate. I have to start my apartment search, find a therapist (because let’s face it, daily anxiety gets the best of me sometimes) and start and complete my CEUs so I can maintain my social work license. These are my priorities over the next couple of weeks.

Now the title of this post has changed since I started writing it because when I arrived at work focused to maintain my job responsibilities, I was set. This was until I put my key in the door and it got stuck. It was just what I needed to put me over the edge. It’s like come on, I was doing so well. So focused. And this was despite Aiden’s extreme fussiness and repeated crying episodes this morning. We made it out the house as close to on time as we could and I got to work on time. But this situation with the key, not only slowed me down, but stifled my morning. The key that’s stuck in the door is the main key to my inpatient unit. You’re absolutely stuck without it and then have to rely on others to open doors. We’re not even going to get into patient safety and elopement risk.

Anyway, the point is that sometimes something so minor will knock you off your feet and bring you to a halt. So I’m standing guard at the door, while maintenance attempts to release my key from the hold of the lock it’s stuck in. I’m also taking this time to 1- write this post and 2- ground myself and hit the reset button for the day. I have things to do. I can’t allow the stress to consume me. It’s time to go.

Comment below on how you overcome the daily stressors that you deal with on top of parenting!