Stress

I ALWAYS have some level, form or otherwise of stress on me. Whether it's being pressed for time, having to get housework done, remembering schedules, dealing with the "junk" that comes with having a home, being married and a parent it never ends. I don't know why, but sometimes I deal with it flawlessly, juggling work, kids, house, husband, bills, etc without missing a beat. Other times, it's like I can't get anything right. Not sure why. No one said when we got married 20 years ago, "by the way dear, you'll need to brush up on your multitasking skills" or "make sure you have a PhD in management". No one prepares you for being a parent; no one prepares you for the difficulties of marriage; no one prepares you for the things you will have to endure for the sake of your family. Why is it then sometimes I can handle these things without issues and sometimes it seems I draw issues to myself? Self deprecation? Self loathing? Or perhaps just a sense that it must happen this way. Not sure. Just having a crappy week I guess. If it were not for the difficult times, I wouldn't learn to appreciate the good times. Lord, help me deal with my plateful this week! Another week in the trenches!!