Stress and Laughter

I have been in the midst of school planning —- and the garden and painting and overhauling my diet — for the last few weeks.  There is so much to do and only one of me and I often feel trapped in the debris of a thousand to-dos tornado.

But just when I think I might choke or drown or go hide, I hear singing or giggling or ummm . . . .interesting tidbits of conversation.

Just this week, while working furiously at the computer, I heard nose-blowing, an outraged squeal and then my sweet Rachel said in a most imperious sounding voice, “NEVER interrupt a woman blowing her nose.”

I absolutely could not contain a giggle.  And with it, a release of tension.

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