Pressure

Emotions are on the rise.  Friends and demands on my life are taking its toll.  Whenever I'm stressed, I spout.  Oh, I wish I wouldn't take things out on my DH--and I mean that d in the dearest sense.  He's had to bear the Wrath of Sally all these years, poor man.  I many times I don't solve the root of the problem, as my daily devotional pointed out today, and I wallow in uncertainties until I'm over the breaking point.  I must clear up a few pressure points so I can deal with the "real" pressures of life that are out of my control.  Fortunately they are not physically threatening and easily contained if I've given myself space to deal.  As a matter of fact, I'm looking forward to stress #1 and just need some time.