It's only 8:30 on Sunday morning and I've already fed and cleaned up after the cats, worked on the project I'm doing for my SILs baby shower, harvested the last of my lettuces, planted some new things,  had breakfast, painted my toenails, and shut up the house against the heat of the day. 

Now I have to shower, change and go to a memorial service by 10:00 for my aunt and meet my cousins and uncle whom I haven't seen since I was 13. 

I think I figured out why my stomach is doing flips.  I need to learn how to relax.