Sometimes I wish I was a kid again....

Yesterday was one of those days...you know...the days that make you want to sit on the couch and have a good cry. I was feeling overwhelmed to say the least (that and hopped up on coffee...I was "punchy" to say the least). I just wanted to have no responsibilities and live a carefree life...just like when I was a kid. I should have know that this summer would be the calm before the storm. Granted, I am taking on a lot right now with renovations and getting my mom's estate in order to the point I won't have to worry about any of this once my business is open (haha...yeah right...a girl can hope can't she?) I feel like I am nesting, even though there is no baby in the near future. I seriously have a list as long as my arm, on what I want to accomplish each month until the business opens. You might think I am ultra organized...nope right now, writing things down is the only way I will remember anything. Thank goodness for Post it notes! What scares me is the fact that I got word yesterday we might (gulp) have a location!! I should be happy...and I am, but then that scared/anxious feeling hits. The WTF am I doing feeling... Is this too much for me to handle??!! But then I breathe in.....breathe out. And then I get a phone call from my best friend (wonderful timing Laura) and we chat for almost an hour. And right before dinner my husband opens the door and brings me these "just because"....just after I was flustered our dinner was not what I had expected (which he said he loved, and from a picky eater that means a lot!).