So we moved 3 weeks ago into this house we built- FINALLY. Pro level- try and close on a house when the country gets shut down due to an apocalypse/pandemic. Is it ok to laugh/cry on here? I spent at least 2 full weeks scared out of my fucking mind that our house closing was going to get shut down in the last few weeks of the construction.
I went to get my anxiety meds refilled to make sure I was stocked up. They make you take a questionnaire on how your anxiety is and how you are feeling. Then the doctor and I laughed and laughed. How is my anxiety during the age of COVID? Less than awesome, is that an acceptable answer?
I was a fucking train wreck. I was terrified and imaging our dreams going down the toilet. I thought we might lose the house. I didn’t know what to think or what to do. I was eating back up anxiety meds like candy. I was a level of stressed out that was really concerning my husband.
And then… we closed! We actually fucking did it. And we moved- not in the two week vacation while the kids go to school way we thought. We moved while working because we couldn’t take time off. And our parents were self isolating so we had the kids, too. How is moving with small children all by yourself? No- imagine it harder than that. It BLEW.
But now, sitting on this new couch in this new house and feeling mostly settled, I finally stopped taking back up anxiety meds. I think I’m going to be ok, guys. I hope you are safe and ok, too.
P.S- wash your fucking hands, this shit ain’t over yet.