My Off Switch Is Broken

For the first time in a long time, I managed to get a one-hour massage for myself and some quiet time with no kids to worry about. It basically came to the point of necessity, because I pulled my back, and I was in quite a bit of pain, and we moms always wait until we can barely function before taking care of ourselves. But that’s another post for another day.

As I laid there, in a silent room with no interruptions, waiting for the masseuse to come in, I closed my eyes, took a few deep breaths and tried to relax, but my brain started going a mile a minute.