ccm: This is very worrisome to me, as well. The fact that your DH was confused really bothers me. (Not that I matter at all in this, mind you. It's about you -- the three of you.) I'm going to ask a ridiculous question. Do you have anybody nearby who can help you -- with laundry or cooking or anything? It's a ridiculous question because I know you're a reasonable woman who knows how to ask for help. But if you're like so many dynamic women I know, it would never occur to you to lean on others if you "can" do it yourself. I think you might be surprised at how willing people can be to be leaned on (especially if it's short term lol) I say this only because it genuinely shocks me every time I'm forced to ask for help and my cup runneth over with friends and family who want to help. They find joy in helping. Do you really want to deprive your friends of the joy of community? (See how I did that? I pulled the Mom guilt trip on you without even being your Mom. ) It's okay to ask your Mom or Dad to come and stay for a few weeks (if their presence wouldn't exacerbate the problem by making you crazy.) It's okay to ask a friend to drop by Safeway for the eggs or cat food or whatever. And, while we're on the subject, it's okay if La Petite ChaCha gets less-than perfect mothering for a little while. Kids are resilient. Resourceful, too. I'd bet she could do more to help you if you let her. Look at how willingly she babysat her Dad on the way home from New York (?) last week. It might make her feel good about herself to pitch in and help in a crisis. Please, please, please take care of yourself. You know that old cliche. First put on your oxygen mask, then help the person seated next to you. You can't help anybody if you're passed out. Or in this case, you may become less useful to your DH, CCC, your students, your beloved alumni, the cast of VagMon, the FYS program, your FB friends, Nik, your in-laws (who keep scheduling those pesky vacations lol,) ** if you're all worn out. Aside: Look at how long that list is, and I bet I'm not even scratching the surface. Yes. I know that my fussing is of limited usefulness, but it's all I can give you to let you know that I truly care about you. If I was within driving distance of you, I'd be there. From here, all I can give you is moral support and a kick in the back side, when I think you need it. *ahem* *hugs* **The cleaning lady, even. What's the worst thing that would happen if there was a little clutter in her way, for once? She'd either help declutter (unlikely, if she's anything like the cleaning ladies I've had,) or she'd clean around it. Either way, for once, you wouldn't spend the morning of her visit running like crazy, rushing to get one more thing done. BTDT.