It all began last Thursday night. Maybe it was the stress of knowing someone was in my house whom I had never met, while I wasn't there, and who now had a key. (Yay! Thanks for letting me hire a maid, Ian!) Maybe it was the stress of having to dash home from work and host the regular Thursday night dinner for the squadron ladies. Maybe it was the stress of an absolutely hellish week at work. Maybe it was the stress of not sleeping well, since my two year old wakes up at night and wanders around. Maybe it was the stress of having my husband deployed. MAYBE IT WAS ALL OF THE ABOVE COMBINED INTO ONE GINOURMOUS BALL OF STRESS.
My eye started twitching.
Not like every now and then. We're talking continuous pulsing here. And when I woke up on Friday, it was still going. Around 2:00, the headache joined in, and people at work started looking at me weirdly since they could actually see my eyeball trying to jump out of its socket.
This continued until Sunday.
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