Ugh!

OK, so here comes the "bitching and moaning" part of my blog... My stress level, since moving away from Chicago, has skyrocketed! (Ironic, isn't it? People usually have the opposite effect when living in a big city like Chicago...not me!) I'm so tightly wound lately, I feel like three-mile island. I'm quite sure I'm gonna blow at any minute! It's been progressively building up over the course of four years. If it weren't for my gals at my monthly Bunco, I would have exploded a long time ago. (Thanks ladies!!) Part of the problem is that I don't have access to the outlets that I expected to have when we moved back. (our expectations were way off course!) And now, all that I can thing about is how much I currently need my friend Traci's companionship because she has a fantastic attitude about dealing with life's little problems. I need a dose of my mom's unconditional love. And I need my sister and brother-in-law to blend me up some margaritas and relax with me. But unfortunately they're all 200 miles away. (Not their fauklt...all mine) I've been on an island for the last 4 years. I may as well be back in Chicago, where my husband and I were happiest! Yes, I can always drive to see my friends and family, but it's also stressful because the kids really misbehave when they aren't sleeping and playing in their own rooms for days at a time. And I do have the luxury of being able to call my friends and family, but I could do that in Chicago, right?! In addition, my husband has always been my very best friend and is always there to help me, but he has to work a lot here in San Antonio. He worked much less in Chicago. But here, he's either gone 12 hours a day or working in his study with the door closed. It's hard on both of us. I'm like a single parent who gets a paycheck, despite being a stay-at-home mom. It's weird.
Don't get me wrong, I do love the Hill Country. I do love my neighbors and friends here. I do love my kids school and doctors, and church. I do love the state of Texas. I absolutely LOVE the fact that I can easily go visit my friends and family in Houston. I just think that my husband and I were more at peace when we were 1000 miles away. I think I'm going to have a heart attack, in my sleep, if my stress level goes up any further! I think I'm having palpatations right now! KABOOM!!