Messy Messes

Anyone watch Real Housewives of New York (or Orange County, for that matter)? I can't not watch it. And I love it because it makes my level of crazy look not so bad.

So, all week I've been in this funk. I don't know what it is, but I can't seem to kick it. After work tonight, my mom watched Jack so I could go for a quick run (four miles) and I felt better after, but I still feel like I've got this heavy, stress, anxiety feeling.

I'm leaving this mess for tonight.  I can clean it up tomorrow. Housewives are calling my name.