I’ve been practicing my deep breathing so much I’m light headed. But maybe it’s helping. But I’m almost out of thin mints.

So the roller coaster is rolling on, except it doesn’t stop at the station anymore, most of the riders have bailed out at some point, and I feel like alternating between puking and throwing my hands in the air and going “Wheeee!”

Lemme say again, I’m sorry to be so cryptic. I don’t really know the best way to write about what is going on. One of my kids is struggling with some mental health issues, let’s leave it at that, and at the same time his doctor is leaving with no replacement (one of the joys of living in our little town). I’m searching for a doctor that is less than a two hour drive each way, since it may be that we need to see him weekly for a while. And when I think I’m making progress I feel great, and when I hit a brick wall that has suddenly appeared across the highway, not so great.

It’s not all gloom and doom. We’re actually making some progress at school (too soon to declare it to be “good” progress, but it’s progress nonetheless. Here, I’ll say progress a few more times and sound like a politician. Progress progress progress).

On the personal front, I’m focusing on eating, sleeping, working out, sometimes having sex (and not in that order). You know, the important things. We have a new-ish routine at home where everyone (except the damn cat) are pretty much asleep by 10. This means I’m getting behind on my TV shows, but that’s what Tivo is for. The icy cold grip of winter (it got to 17 here! For two days! Crazy!) has relented and the kids are again wearing shorts when they ride their bikes to school.

OverALL, I shouldn’t complain.