Stressed-out Sinuses

I used to carry my stress in my shoulders. As things got out of control, I hunch up in pain and walk around like Quasimodo.

Then I prayed that my shoulders would get relief.

God answered. My shoulders were relieved.

The stress moved into my sinus cavity.

Now, everytime life hits me, it hits me square in the head.

And I've learned a good lesson: what you got, may be better than what you could have got, so just bear it and use Motrin.

So, what's activated the stress-o-meter today? So sorry you asked...

Landing squarely in the right sinus cames a straight-out-of-pocket slider to the housing stress quadrant. A strong swing pops the ball into the realm of where to decide where to move 5 persons and 3 cats. Nope...easy out by first, second, and third basemen....no home-run for this round as 3 houses in a row turn down the application!

Our star has the ball mid-court. Generally, this would be an easy play. Excellent credit history in the 3rd quarter usually means plenty of openings for money transfer and an easy 1-2 dunk. However, the onset of Car Crash to his left and Therapy Bills on his right has the Center looking for a quick pass. Wells Fargo steps up - will a higher yet fixed interest rate with lower monthly payments lead to victory or create further divide between our team and Financial Security?! The shot clock begins its slow countdown...

The two teams face one another squarely. It's the Hospital Staff versus The Insurance Company in today's work-place standoff. The Insurance Company runs a sneaker play to discredit The Hospital Staff. The Hospital Staff counters with a Research-based run around the backside. The Hospital Staff remains in control of the ball but The Insurance Company's play has cost them confidence. Will they hold up under all this pressure?! In the meantime, The Refs have brought in Paris Hilton as an ambassador. The Hospital Staff calls a time out in utter disgust.

Now I'm going back to bed...because even the clicking of the computer keyboard makes me cringe and, as you can see, having that many sports announcers in your head at one time is bound to make you a little crabby...especially if it's the low-rate ones I've hired to do the job.

I should be reading Harry Potter...it's the perfect opportunity...but everyone tells me they cried straight through the book...and adding slobbery snot to this swelling in my head....no, thanks. Harry and his pals will have to wait.