Getting Old

I feel like I'm falling apart, and I'm not even 22 yet.  What is up with that?!  My knees are bad, my back constantly hurts, my hips are achy and my husband is going bald.  I guess that last one is more towards Felix getting old, but I feel the burden too.  He denies that he is losing any hair whatsoever, but I can tell that it is indeed thinner than it was only 4 months ago.  Maybe I'm stressing him out?  I know that I'm stressing myself out, that's for sure.

I feel like I'm ready for a break from life.  Well, at least from school anyway.  I want to just drop out and become what I was always afraid of becoming: the mother who dropped out of college to have children.  I never wanted this... until now.  I have been so stressed out lately that the only thing I can do is cry.  I don't know how long I'll be able to keep up balancing school, work, and doing all the house-wife duties.

I tried to cope at work by having a creativity outlet:

 

I was working in the visitor lot just north of the MOA, and I have to hand out little rectangle pieces of paper with tape called "validators" to allow visitors to park there.  It looks like a waste of time, but this tree saved me for the first part of my shift.